Binary <3

Jul 09, 2009 15:40

This poem goes to a person who's been crashing my hard drive and fixing my processor ever since our data converged. I can love you and I can hate you, but there's just so much I want to say. If you ever find this entry, do you know what I mean?

There's words in the air,
in the fibers of my being,
filling the cold optical morning,
I need to converse with you,
but the world is logged off,
as I stand by and wait for the password
you have yet to proceed.
every day I'm there and yet
is it all binary?
The language of the keys
my memory but data
yet precious
once lost, can't be retraced.

Can this all advance?
So near yet far.
the future holds such promise
but the distance is gigabytes away.
LAN won't work.
But will RL do?
An electrical window.
This wireless attraction
and pixeled addiction
to this sensation.
I feel as if prehaps I'm
merely chating in ASCII to you.

I transmit my message but do you imagine
hearing my WAV.s when you read it?
Must everything be complicated?
I've often pondered,
Is this just a glitch?
An error in my tasks?
The constant productivity
doesn't help me with
my process, this difficult process.
Troubleshooting isn't an option.
Could I dial up to you?
What would be the proper ISP
to IM you about
how I truly feel?
Or will RL do?

~Charlotte
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