Ih(E) A(R) Te Poem by Benjamin K Duncan

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for my life to boot.
I log into friendship
but find myself searching
the annals of loneliness.

Deleting corrupt files,
I didn't like them anyway.
I feel no loss or attachment
to these binary strings.

All I feel is loss.
Connecting to ports
I try to talk; but the ports
have disconnected me.

I'm connected everywhere, wirelessly free;
But I'm trapped in my laptop
disconnected from everybody
around me.

My credit card unlocks my Avatars beauty.
My work feeds him.
And people like him.

I hate him too much money.
No one talks to me, just to my Avatar.

I never talked to them anyway,
just to their wall.
My wall has a mind of its own,
only leaving me hateful messages.

I found love
but
my credit card's maxed.

I can barely move, but my Avatar's vibrant;
He'll live on long after I die.
He'll be remembered;
where I was never known;
where I never existed.