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[jack_babalon]

Bi(nary)Curious

Alone here in a future
we thought would never come
net connected to cyber theater
digital kisses that burn the eyes
downloaded strangers reaching
across the electric America


We track each other down
by the footprints of words
we leave across
snow white pages
hoping to snare in our web addresses
blind shadow wishes
to key-stroke off too
(dirty needs made beautiful
by our lonliness)

With hard luck & software
our story is told
in clicks and drags
cut and pasted
pixel reflections

of old snapshots
beatified into
new icons
that we worship quietly

Casting out gently our
search engine prayers
that we are in fact
each others angel
(and if we're lucky
each others devil)
instant messages in a bottle
washing up across the islands
of screens that bind you to me