1's And 0's
Strange.
This choking desperation
gnawing at my skin,
Yearning to
contact
connect
call
correspond
coexist.
And ease,
here it is:
Bodies hoping to
Selves wanting you
Ego's pushing through,
closeness
calculated
corporate,
Yes, No, Maybe, Please.
R e a c h
and recoil,
Yet conveniently
hiding behind
and between
the security
imagined and expected
1's and 0's
(their utter limitless codes
and awesome limitation)
of the cold tangle
the electric synapses
buzzing.whirring.unconcerned
for the humanness
in the fingertips
creating them,
Tiptapping the heart's
Turbulent Truth
its very nature
disrupted
dissociated
dislocated.
And always,
ergo the irony,
disconnecting us.
poem by Danielle Le Chat
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