dildo

I have to admit, I've never looked at it with this particular imagery before.  But it is oddly apt.  Brenda, I would hug you a million times if it would bring a smile to your soul.  Hell, I'd hug you a million times even if it didn't.  Thank you for giving me a new image of what depression looks like...more, what it rather feels like.  Your gift with words is yet again apparent here.  Much love, beautiful one...
Willow

thank you beautiful Willow for coming into the dead zone, where all is plastic and antiseptic.. I feel warmer now feeling your hugs.. you are deeply appreciated dear lady..

love Brenda

Dildo.
[imo] A temporary replacement.
Real deals can be assholes, though you can't help but to gaze & gawk at them.
This may not be a love poem but the absence is missed.
Does anyone really know the difference between a dildo & a vibrator?
Though both give the same sensation, one more potent than the other as in this poem.
Life speaks in different contrasts here.
A great analogy either way.

my Dark Queen so grateful you are back sharp as ever..

I suppose plastic feeling are better then the real ones I'm presently masking.. as they are too painful to deal with at present.. you have such a keen eye at getting to truth of things I didn't know my analogy felt right or why I used it until you pointed it out.. thank you..

love Brenda

I think you can call someone a dildo and it's a funny smack down.  Harder to call someone a vibrator ....

I would love to drink a double espresso with you Brenda and watch you spew.   Devlin should come too to record it for a journal ....

Great ink

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thank you Poet that sounds like a great time :)

love Brenda

Raw words of pain, expressed flawlessly. I felt it so deeply, truly made my heart ache.
I understand glimpses of this.
((Hugs)) you tight, lovely Crim. 💓

thank you lovely Heart for feeling me on this write and for the hugs..

love Crim

What a terrible funk to be in, Brenda.
Every stanza should out for desperate
help to get over the misery. I almost felt
the gagging reflex as I read this!

thank you Jerry for you deep understanding on this write..

love Brenda

Brenda... you render, through your uniquley piercing delivery such pain,emotion so very well, hard to not feel a tide of emotions rise inside of the heart. The analogy in use here no way fails to deliver your message..quite the opposite! It is indeed evocative and leaves the reader with totaly empathy for the sufferers under this dark cloud! Admire your ink!

thank you dearest KDAmB for your understanding..

love Brenda

Black delivery of Wit Dear Crim!!!
Sharp Pen- Excellent read!!!

thank you dear Soul..

love Crim

My Beautiful Brenda....I shall say this to you....always know this....

when our stitches come undone, we come together like glue...

you convey your feelings unlike any other and done masterfully...with impact and we can feel the spiral of darkness you are locked in...

I always hope to bring you a glimmer of light to shine in under the door...I love you so very much!

xoxo Taryn

my beautiful one you always bring light to my days no matter how dark and I deeply thank you for being you..

I love you so much..

xo Brenda

thank you Adam for getting and understanding my metaphor you are deeply appreciated..

love Brenda

Hey Crim.....my heart is dripping tears from reading this very emotional ink of which I feel deeply......many of us will relate to this.....purple luv & hugs xo :)

thank you lovely Flower for the comment and the hugs.. hugs you back..

love Crim

Was expecting something Fffffaaaarrrr different from what I encountered... Dark, n sad, makes me sad for your state of mind n feelings sweetheart, hope things get better soon :(

thank you Poe things are getting better just riding the manic waves..

love Crim

Although not what I expected, a perfect expression. That choking, gagging feeling taking me as I read and the infuriating sense of no relief in sight.
Even in your darkest place, your words are exquisitely felt, Crim, your poetry a beautiful piece of your talented heart...

thank you lovely Kasai for your understanding and feeling of this write..

love Crim

The perfect metaphor in this case - I have always seen plastic as clinical and clean, it has a hospital feel about it, cold, uncaring - not sure what I am trying to say, currently in deep melancholy, it just felt right as a poem and a message for me :-)

dearest Dave thank you for relating only sorry you can my friend.. i'm glad you felt this a special message I believe all of us here are deeply connected to each other.. so i'm happy when a poem reaches someone where they are.. no David you are not alone.. i'm in valley with you..

love Brenda

I've never heard depression expressed like this, Brenda. It's definitely something the majority who were uncertain could relate to.

thank you Sage one if nothing else it helps me to write about it and lets others no they are not alone in this struggle..

love Brenda

A slice of life, bitter and unpleasant to swallow. You captured it well. I eat of this food as well.

Xmar dear one I feel you.. I look forward to the bright days knowing they will come after the fog if I wait it out..

love Brenda

Brenda.. pure truth.. as only you can do..



Dave

thank you Dave..

love Brenda