Technorotica

That hot Californian model

curvy in all the right places

slender and sleek, flowing without edges

cool beneath my fingertip…

 

How I like to press her buttons,

swipe right slooooowly,

click her vibration motor on…off…on…off,

whisper into her receiver.

 

We met a year ago,

but now there’s another—

I never thought anything could be so beautiful:

passion has a retina display.

 

Now you, year old lady

of metal, glass, and electricity—

though you plead me in your soft monotone voice—

you’re vintage, a trade-in.

 

Don’t worry, you’ll be

disassembled, melted down,

recycled, and then someday we’ll be together once more

to dance the techno tango again.

 

@technorotica

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