Roll tape with mouths agape

Is anyone filming this crazy nightmare?

Roll tape with mouths agape

Unconscious and irrational,
Like toys we are played
And tossed into the bin
When the child loses interest.
Rag dolls and action figures,
We fall atop one another,
Waiting for attention.
Empty promises are
Senseless and absurd.
But we gobble them still,
Hoping this time
Our globe will spin
The other way.
“Roll tape!” we chant.
“Give us tales to tell
And stories to shout.
Tell us you really mean it this time.
Play us again.”
But our batteries are losing juice.
We’re becoming broken
With frayed edges
And faded faces.
Film at 11.
c2016 by Linda Ann Nickerson

This poem was posted in response to these prompts:

31 Days of Poetry and Writing: Write about something commonplace, which is also a miracle. (18)
31 Writing Prompts: Think of the last movie you saw. Write a review on it. (18)
Daily Post: “promises” (12)
OctPoWriMo: - “senseless” – with “absurd,” “irrational,” “unconscious,” and “empty” - FREE VERSE POEM (18)
Meme Express: “toys”
Six Word Saturday: See subtitle.

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  1. Well, done. I like the title and then at the end, "Film at 11." The shape intrigues me. It's like a tornado causing destruction. Thank you. xoA