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Contributed by
sidra
on
Tuesday, 16th December 2003 @ 06:40:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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i sit in the same spot
everyday
behind a screen
of coy anonyminity
backed against the wall
in the middle but to the side
under names like "lioness_sidra"
the perfect place to hide.
on a diet of
poetry, journals, and mp3's
it sucks the life right out of me
and feeds it into cyberspace
(an evil grin on cyberface.)
and yet, i spill the guts of an
internet junkie
to usa ,france, and spain,pakistan an all the world
point-click, download, execute
and ftp my pain
instant message ex-lover an friends
emailing madly all the others
who occupy my modem's address book
others just like me, struggling on the
cyberhook.
Copyright ©
sidra
... [
2003-12-16 18:40:21] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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Re: net
(User Rating: 1 ) by LiLFlirt08 on
Tuesday, 6th January 2004 @ 06:58:12 PM AEST (User
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how true to all of us! this poem is kind of a reality check-it makes me think about how much we really take away from ourselves spending time under anonymous names while we could be doing something...a little more...productive! Great job i loved it! |
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