Are These Lost Computers? Poem by Peter S. Quinn

Are these lost computers?
Found elsewhere
Screen to eyes intruders
From under unreality there

Eyes to screen are living
In their made reality
For our enjoyments giving
That what comes to be?

I feel so lost there too
Inside my loneliness
Though I can still find you
In a keyboard's caress

This sweetness of the gray
That flickers its flame
Is never staying the same
In any given name

Are these lost inside souls?
Finding their mislaid way
In different kinds of roles
When computer is up to play

O hello there internet
How are you now playing?
I'll have to say with some regret
This night is not long staying