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But I Love You – Stories That Touch

But I Love You

I know that doesn’t change anything

Doesn’t change the bullshit I did

Doesn’t erase the crap I put you through

But I love you; I do

Even my Twitter knows

I don’t know if you notice,

But I’m not on Twitter much

And when I am,

everything stops

I try to flirt with some of the other girls

Like magic; your handle pops up

I can’t go on

I just log out

Sometimes I want to scream and shout

The memories are stalking me, I’m asking how

Can I just delete that last thoughtless tweet?

But I love you; I do

Even my Facebook knows

Now, Facebook I do more of;

Because I’m with people I know much of

So we banter, argue, talk, discuss

And as it is with Twitter your face comes up

Doesn’t help that we share plenty friends

Not to mention how they keep tagging us with their pens

Their poems, stories and stuff like that

A couple even add us to groups; my bad!

But wait – should I have unfriended you

Acted like you’re some stranger I never knew?

Gone around my business like nothing happened?

Make you disappear in the haze of some spliff?

Make it look like it was my choice we split?

Vodka to the brim; several stiff drinks

Plus several lips can’t erase the memory of one kiss

And I love you; I do

Even my Smartphone knows

Like the way you hypnotized my friends and family

Even my phone treats me like I’m the enemy

It saved all your texts in a backed-up back up memory

It did that before I could delete any

When I call a girl; the network stops

I blamed MTN; I thought my credit was bust

Then I realized; female calls don’t come thru

The only one I can call is you

I don’t see texts from other girls

Innocent or not, bloody phone doesn’t care!

But how can I explain the choice you made?

To leave me – to leave us; a chorus with no refrain?

Still I love you. I do

Even YouTube knows

Saw a video of you at some seminar

Even better than that; you were the guest speaker!

So I watched, watched and watched again

Like I’m enjoying the pain of feeling crushed; again

But the thing is –

The thing is, since then I cannot use YouTube

On ANY system; from Lagos to Accra too;

When I open the page; this is kinda freaky

That  video comes up; believe me

I’m watching something else; it’s in the corner waiting

And because of your face I cannot resist clicking

Coincidence I thought; science can explain everything

Till the same thing happened on a friend’s Smartphone in Britain

Sigh.

I do love you; I do

Everyone knows.

The thing is; do you?

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Swift Scribbles: Game On 2

 

 

So I’m about as knowledgeable about women as a rat is about massages. Forgive me.

 

First thing I do that Monday is to look her up on Facebook. Sure enough, there are enough pictures of her there to make for an art exhibition. Nothing sleazy or dirty though. Just…pictures.

 

I ‘steal’ the most detailed ones and have a small confab with my secretary – the same one who looks at me like I’m Dominoes Ice-Cream. Meh.

 

Next move? Konga for some quick shopping.

 

I buy some expensive lingerie…the most expensive I can find. And for an embarrassing moment I lose myself in the sights of delightful intimate female bits.

 

I sigh and shake my head, pulling myself together. It’s been a while.

 

I have a moment of misgivings. Is this the best thing I can come up with? What’s the worst that can happen?

 

I laugh. It’s too late for cold feet now.

 

Placing the order for three overtly-sensual pieces, I fill in the address and name and then pay via MasterCard. The package is scheduled.

 

I also ask my secretary; who is turning out to be quite the asset where I can order roses. She blushes, flutters her eyes and scribbles a number for me. I order half-a-dozen white roses and schedule them for delivery after three working days. I assume if everything goes right with Konga she should be getting it around that time.

 

Grinning happily, I begin the day’s work. We have a meeting with said client Friday.

 

I won’t be surprised if she does not show up. I hope my boss isn’t.


The Creatweet Contest: Update II

Creatweet

Friends and scribes… Warm Greetings!

 

The first installment of the Creatweet was actually a proof of concept. What my management, Gambit, Moore & Oxygen (an eclectic fount of strategy, copy-writing and art direction) sought to do was to see the extensibility of Literature over new platforms other than print. And boy! Did they get a kick out of the exercise?

 

Mechanics and bounties are being worked on for the 2nd and bigger installment. We gonna be making something!

 

All entries in this first installment would forever be part our story. You‘ve helped create a phenomenon and we are very grateful.

 

We are currently sweating it out – debates upon debates – on the winning entries. Yes, we had quite a number of very good and witty submissions and the winners would be announced on Monday, March 18, 2013. 

Yeah. You read that right. W-I-N-N-E-R-S.

Till then… have a swell week. Creatweet is a continuum!