Craigslist Poetry
Surfing the Missed Connections on Craigslist is an always-bizarre and oft-depressing journey into love and loss. It’s usually pretty good for researching the raw emotions behind those as well. Or just having a chuckle at the utter hopelessness of expecting a response from “i saw you at a coffee bean you were wearing a red shirt, ur so hawt lets hook up”. It’s certainly not the sort of place you’d expect anyone to post something they’d consider meaningful.
But today I stumbled onto an odd new trend, Craigslist poetry…
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In 2003… ((somewhen))
Date: 2009-08-26, 12:58PM PDT
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he came to me in dreams,
which I did see.
In his eyes, a demon there.
A lust for knowledge
I would not share.
Flee, I did, across the stars
to others whom heaven
finds, not bars.
That they would fight for me,
in starry realms above the sea.
But, still the battle rages you see.
His harem follows him and me.
He wants them all at bended knee.
I must be joined with only one,
that is my fate,
to stand at the heavenly gate.
Creation groans for earth anew,
and I do too,
and I do too.
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Choose… ((listening))
Date: 2009-08-26, 10:23AM PDT
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wisely I ask of thee.
Of the fates,
there are but three.
Ours but one,
and two doth follow
us both into
that dark hollow.
My path is guided
by the Holy Light
an ever fixed mark
that steers me by night.
Your sirens do sing and
your loyalty wavers.
In your eyes I see no favor.
As you hear others
across the sea,
there is another who
keeps calling to me.
In him, virtue I see,
which is a language
that speaks to me.
The paths of fate are hung
on a date in October when
the bell will be rung.
If our paths are not well met,
the compass in my heart
will be eternally set.
He waits for me,
to see what will be.
His eyes like yours,
but longing to be free.
Here is a secret,
which I have found out.
When I travel with him,
he can shut ye out.
This be the purpose
of such pairs,
who wish to climb
the heavenly stairs.
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because you have your glasses on?
Date: 2009-08-25, 5:35PM PDT
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Fare thee well, I know you’re leavin’
For the new love that you’ve found
The handsome guy that you’ve been dating, whoaaaaaa
I got a feelin’ he’s gonna put you down…..’cause
He uses all the great quotations
Says the things I wish I could say
Whoa, but he’s had so many rehearsals
Girl, to him it’s just another play……but wait.
When the final act is over
And you’re left standing all alone
When he takes his bow and makes his exit
Girl, I’ll be there to take you home Whoa whoa whoa whoooooaaaa
He don’t love you (and he never will) like I love you
If he did, he wouldn’t break your heart
oh, he don’t love you, girl, like I love you
He’s trying to tear us apart.
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