For all the kewl dudez and doodetz that I have met so far on the cyberplane . . . I offer this work!
Friend untouched, unheard, unseen-
Senses denied joys that presence fills in.
Is virtual friendship as genuine?
When emotions that well from within,
Get filtered thru the cyberscreen-
Past a silicon chip, a wire and a login?
Friend unseen, untouched, unheard-
I daresay we belong to the same herd.
Frazzled dreams on a flightless bird,
Broken trusts that now we dare not fjord.
Our aches scream on our cold keyboard
Relay our thoughts that we passionately hoard.
Friend unheard, unseen, untouched-
On our screens our despairs are etched,
Cold reassurances exchanged and matched
In faceless virtuality our souls are patched.
May that we, though hands never touched,
Find comfort in the friendship we have hatched.
