I walk stone streets,
hyperlinking down some little lane,
through basement shops in hunt of a bargain.
I crisscross through town
clicking here and there,
scrolling through a green grocers fruit basket.
I must Google your name.
There's a special space
reserved for you in my eye.
There is this hotspot in my heart for you
where double click links us,
Where cookies connect each move.
3 comments:
I thoroughly enjoyed this! The imagery and language are wonderful. I enjoyed this so much that I made my husband read it and he loved it too!
Thanks for the comment, glad you liked it. It came from an idea I had about linking the net more with real-world. I liked the idea of linking the net with how we interact with each other everyday.
i like how you made your husband read it. Sometimes you just have to make them do it! lol
Linking, and by dent of that linkage juxtaposing, the real world with the cyber-world made this poem one of the most relavant to contemporary life that I've read in a long time.
My husband doesn't mind... whenever I run across a short piece of writing that I really enjoy and think he will also, I always demand, "Honey, come read this! It's wonderful." He almost always cooperates. ;)
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