Connections
Laptop in the dark
A digital ogre
Breathing out snow white data
Freezing everything
With its soulless intellect
Chalky and nude
In computer's moonlight
Two men on futon
Writhe like thick pythons
Knotted erotically - and adversarially
They are randy pinball machines
(A plunger-spring here - a flashing target there)
Empty readouts flicker
Across their drunken faces
These lovers devour
Into each other's numb circuits
TRYING to find an emotional buzz within flesh
But to no avail
They eventually "shut down"
(sigh like steam-emitting engines)
And make each other a wee hour breakfast
Some espresso
Gives them the high
They were previously searching for
Farewell comes
When these two men
Go their separate ways
Folding each other up
Just like their handy laptops
But, they are, alas, HUMAN
James Mirarchi grew up in Queens, New York. In addition to his poetry collections, Venison and Dervish, he has written and directed short films which have played festivals. His poems have appeared in several independent literary journals. Links to his work can be found at www.thehydratedpoet.blogspot.com/
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