Disconnect
The computer screen illuminates the room; it looked at me
with loving electronic eyes and I hit ‘disconnect’. Pop-up advertisements
light the path to romance – oh, it will be successful this time! You’re
like everybody I ever loved – you’re abusive and imaginary and you’ve
a big and bright smile behind those cold and emotionless eyes. She came to
me on printed pages, the typewriter worked overtime to produce the intricacies
of her pixels. Ritalin and masturbation have taken a toll; it’s chronic and incurable.
The computer screen illuminates your vague femininity, you looked at it
with loving biological eyes; you whisper “I love you,” whatever that may mean.
You look at the invisible neighbours with fear: they must hate you, it’s why they
never stare. And you carefully engrave the names of strangers into your arms and
eyes and psyche; there’s no acceptable conclusion, but for some reason you’re
happy now.
with loving electronic eyes and I hit ‘disconnect’. Pop-up advertisements
light the path to romance – oh, it will be successful this time! You’re
like everybody I ever loved – you’re abusive and imaginary and you’ve
a big and bright smile behind those cold and emotionless eyes. She came to
me on printed pages, the typewriter worked overtime to produce the intricacies
of her pixels. Ritalin and masturbation have taken a toll; it’s chronic and incurable.
The computer screen illuminates your vague femininity, you looked at it
with loving biological eyes; you whisper “I love you,” whatever that may mean.
You look at the invisible neighbours with fear: they must hate you, it’s why they
never stare. And you carefully engrave the names of strangers into your arms and
eyes and psyche; there’s no acceptable conclusion, but for some reason you’re
happy now.