Christmas Quip

Here I sit on Christmas eve, in poingant pensive prostration.
My online friend has parted ways - ahh the unknowing frustration.
Are my lines lingering lonely on a screen of dark despiration?
or are they interrupting idle minds - in digital infiltration.
I think I have gone mad, my friend...
Here in binary land...
Where reality bends the rules a bit..
my mind can not withstand.

So I have written you this craziness
out of boredom and boredom alone
for I am receiving no response...
which means you probably aren't at home!!




(c)2002 Shaden