rhymed love

here I scroll
to find things droll
a virtual stroll
running pillar to pole
draining my soul
staring in a hole
darker than coal
strong as a bole
minus the lol

If twere a crime
to kill some time
then I'm suspect prime
for I've built a shrine
painted with slime
of shifting paradigm
smells sublime
covered in grime
wasteful pantomime

now here we are
in this day bizarre
of lethargic bazar
searching my lodestar
which beams from afar
our hearts held ajar
sporting a twin scar
seeping rhythmic tar
ignited in a silent char