Virus

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    Virus


                                  
    Stuck in text mode,
    a false way to love.
    Over a screen
    little letters,
    little words,
    spilling out so much.
    "I love you, baby"
    "I love you too"
    "I miss you baby"
    "I miss you too."
    "I want to see you, baby."
    "I want to see you too."
    "Soon."
    "Yes, soon."
    Little screen,
    little letters,
    little words.
    It can't go on forever
    like this.
    Maybe you think it can.
    But eventually
    the battery
    will die
    and the screen
    will go black.

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    To have great poets there must be great audiences too.

    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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