Oiy!
Ola Janet,
is it me?
or
this entire crazy planet?
we don’t seem to talk anymore
this www is wanting some more
it is a web that contrives falsehood
that ensnares our humane contact
that makes no time for any real good
for hell to have some real interact
to me I live in cyberspace
yes, right beside the entire quiet race
I love to hug my laptop
everyday
it, every once in a while
squeezes out someone’s profile
and I capture my pix
and make my picks
and choose
or lose
or confuse
let’s not abuse the myspace
but get back into the human race
distance at one’s insistence
not to have
not to hold
not to hug
unless
we be so bold
to live and never to hold
in cyberspace
the beginning
of my new race
I am racing to capture at every little finger tap
all is or all that won’t, begun
the beat of the heart of me wee small drum
what a conundrum
where to forward
in this netherworld
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