Saturday, July 23, 2016

I'm avoiding myself so much lately 
it's like I'm being my own ex boyfriend,
it's like I want all the benefits of sex
but with a disconnect.
I can pretend I'm there
but my mind slips into the cracks of the Internet.
My fingers swipe left & right faster than my legs.
My face but not my brain is illuminated.
I am lost in 
my own fantasies, 
my couch,
my doubt. 
I don't see what's in front of me;
another dimension of intentions
waiting for active players 
all abandoning their apps, games, & chat 
looking up & into the eyes of reality. 





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