Virtual Man Poem by jan ejsymontt

Virtual Man

He reads me a poem.
High coco content chocolate
Slow, from somewhere south
Virtual Voice

He sings me a song.
Wishing to wake together warm
Wisp of air between
Virtual Lips

He laughs at my words
One thousand worlds away
Wondrous Wikapeadiac
Virtual Minds

He eats his cold meal
Long gone microwaves
Clattering my metal rim of
Virtual Reality

He makes me see me
Who I am
Plugged into elastoplast e.bay equipment.
Virtual Non Illusion

He makes me know me
Ageing and aching
To love and be loved
In a Virtually, Impossible very Real World