let’s break it down, by ben nardolilli

Tinder is coming on to me, I don’t know how
I feel about that, it’s confusing,
Maybe I’m just flustered, I’ve never had an app
Give me so much attention before

Like right now, Tinder is sending messages,
Asking if it is hot in here (inside the computer?)
Or if it’s me, and Tinder says it’s me,
What am I supposed to do with this insinuation?

I know it wants me back online,
Searching for love within its electronic bowels,
I think it is getting too close to me though
And I worry it’ll send me pics of its horny pixel


Ben Nardolilli currently lives in New York City. His work has appeared in Perigee Magazine, Red Fez, Danse Macabre, The 22 Magazine, Quail Bell Magazine, Elimae, The Northampton Review, Local Train Magazine, The Minetta Review, and Yes Poetry. He blogs at mirrorsponge.blogspot.com and is trying to publish his novels.

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