Fuse lit
She began to smoulder
Sizzling, burning
Tingling all over
A raging furnace
Was ignited
At last alive
Infused, excited
He continued to pour
fuel on the fire
The flames increased
Climbing higher and higher
They touched the sky
Setting it ablaze
Common sense incinerated
She succumbed in a daze
Then all at once
A power cut
She felt herself shrinking
As he pulled the plug
Plummeting now
Back down to Earth
She crash landed
And it really hurt
Disposable
As toilet paper
Flushed away
Without a see you later
A hazardous encounter
She really didn’t need
Although she licked her wounds
They continued to bleed
That she could be treated
In this way
Illustrates the sickening culture
Pervading ‘dating’ today
A veritable minefield
Where one is dehumanised
Picked up and then put down
Blown out, cast aside
The instant gratification
Of communicating online
Negates the need it seems
To meet up in real life
A first ‘date’ can be had
Using video call
You get the general jist
Having made barely any effort at all
And before you know it
You’ve been virtually ‘banged’
Used to scratch an itch
Wham, bam thank you, m’am!
They then disappear
To reek havoc elsewhere
Leaving you out in the cold
Stranded, up in the air
Virtual ratbags
That you can’t even slap
That hide behind screens
Dishing out their crap
Cowardly pussies
Not lions in this case
That don’t have the gumption
To meet face to face
So impersonal
Heartless as hell
More evidence of zombiefication
Devoid of emotion as well
Distinctly soulless
Operating like machines
By remote control
Riding roughshod over feelings
Immune to the fact
There’s an actual person somewhere
That might be upset
By this lack of care
So the radio silence
Was deafening
She vowed never again
To be so sucked in
She chalked it up
To experience
Rebuilt her walls
The first line of defense
As for online dating
And scraping the bottom of the well:
F**k swiping left and right
It go to hell.