Ann, are you a digital girl?

text as a courtship substitution;language poetics,
patterns manifest and encapsulated in the TCP/IP
data flow; siphon me into you.

barriers don't break or bend; the walls do not exist;
direct-link communication between two lovers,
ping.                                                     ping.

distance closed, encroached upon; approaching zero,
and the rattle and hum of our network traffic;
the mind's made up of you inside me inside you inside me inside you inside me;
inodes placed you there, and you cannot escape
magnetic pull and push; swapping spit and bits,
microtechnological sexual appeal, love comes
in waves and bursts, across an LCD; virtual.

art by Lemons Don't Make Lemonade

poetry by i'm a superhero i can like fly and shit.