Fucking a Enuch by Laurie Lessen Reiche

Entanglements. Facebook is Fascist.
Don’t you love me? Don’t you get me?
Poor marching drummer fallen in a
ditch, legs broken, beside the empty
road. Leaves are falling too, over his
mangled body. All that’s visible
are his drumsticks sticking out of the heap
like antique antenna ears from a 1950s
TV set. The WEB of winter is coming
and will cover him completely.

Aren’t you with me? Don’t you like me?
Don’t you like me in the least?
Beast of the airwaves; gobbler of serenity.
We are human beings each unique. Each
unique. Facebook is like fucking
a eunuch—so much desire, so much
fervor, yet nothing’s there. No
relief.

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About the author:

Laurie Lessen Reiche was born in Detroit, Michigan. She now lives in California as well as London. She has been a writer and reader and artist all her life. She is also a photogrpaher and collage artist. Her work has been published in numerous magazines and her poems have won a number of awards including Lilith Magazine’s National Charlotte Newberger Award for Best Poem in 2006.