Stanzas: Monthly Chapbooks September 2015 (Internet) | Page 27

Virtual @ttraction
Orla O’Hanlon
Wake up some days, With not much to do,
thinking on you, I need to turn this off
switch on the desk-top, I try and shake it off:
day-dreaming bout you, What can I do?
Click to your page, What you @ today?
Too shy to try and say: ‘Want to come and play?’
Mouse flirts with cursor, over that ‘message here’,
fingers tap the keyboard, type a few words,
and backspace backspace back
See you’re ‘typing now’,
as I count the times on one hand you talked first.
I wait, I see, look down read Q,W,E,R,T
trying to act busy, till..
You make an interaction, &
it’s a link, My heart sinks.
When do I see you?
Why do I browse the same blurry few pixels
arranged into your face?
I’ve viewed them times too many,
when do I see you ?
I check your profile,
on or offline,
God damn you’re so fine.
This is not real

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