MACHINE BABE

She sits sadly in sorrowful sympathies
Drowned in the chaos of make-believe empathies
Watching actors wear shoes of characters
To play with her emotions

II
Surrounded by tissues
She pouts her lips to share in their kisses
And shakes with tears to cry their separation
While concealing her loneliness beneath the reason of her tears
And she makes it an evening ritual

III
Akua Dufie, stop it and go out
Take yourself out from the prison of your thoughts
Let your laptop breathe from the heat of Korean Series
You’re not a cartoon to submit to the dictates of a machine
And its working fiction

IV
Who gets a date hidden in her chambers?
Who gets a kiss acting third wheel to machinery kisses?
Who finds happiness hidden away in her loneliness?
At least scout your machine to find your match
Maybe a melancholic man sniffing off tears
…at the same movies you sob over is searching
To also act your real life movie
…where real kisses will drive your real wishes
…in a happy ever after
…or a lesson ever to cherish
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia © September 3, 2021