Click, double click, scroll
back lit text, back lit images pushed
under foot leaves crunch, in the breeze bugs sound, birds fly and squirrels play
a sound, a branch, a trees’ shade
Draft saved at 7:10:51 pm.
click, scroll, click click
written, reading, watching, answers to questions I’ve never posed. habitual search
an offense, a smile, an offense, a smile
double click, scroll, click click
a payoff, an emotional inclusion. now I are we
Like me to facebook, to twitter, to so many others
no fear for the downvote, the un like, the less than polite response to my ingenious words work
my identity on your screen is hopefully ambiguous at best, as it is to me.
my click stream, search history, bookmarks, visited sites are kept somewhere, is it me?
my image on the security cam looks like anyone else. is it me?
my clickable schizophrenia scares me, if it defines me then I have no chance for redemption.
am I my computer name and address? Is the firewall to keep me in?
Logoff shut down
Breath breath deep, air
How long until the avatar is off my shoulder?
my focus changes from a fine point to a wide open space
access to a world of billions of everything is as thrilling as it is uncomfortable
However all consuming, the on and off switches are still available.
Moments can be unpowered.