Avatar Projections
Is there anybody out there?
Can you feel my cyber quivers -
fidgeting mouse uncertainty?
Hear my mp3 groans -
cracking backspace key?
Smell my electronic friction -
running fetid program RAM fumes?
See my pixelated facial expressions -
stuttering keyboard skittish smirks?
Am I real or virtual?
To be in the present is
to be alone
Winter feet blue
Hard drive hums speechless for days
Candle scents lack of hygiene
Week old pajamas can’t remember a smile
What do you see when you look at me?
This poem was inspired by an article I read the other day in a Psychotherapy Networker magazine called "Screenworld" by Michael Ventura.
10 comments:
WOW! Very cool poem. Sad and evocative and well written.
I've been really busy lately, will tell you more when I get a breather.
Hope you are WELL!
I LOVE the art!
I see you have left comments--I've been out all day and haven't read them yet.
I had a mammogram today and I saw the "films" (digital) and I have many shadows. I hope they are from my fibrocystic disease, because if they are cancer, I have it bad.
I was looking to see if you'd posted anything new. I hope you are OK!!!
Thinking of you!
Checking in again--hope you are well.
Hi Mary,
So sorry I've been absent. Ironically, I'm having computer problems. Been working on getting everything backed up. Now I need to get more RAM. I'm running on fumes, and can barely do anything in Photoshop.
I really hope you're ok, and don't have cancer!
I thought I could smell electronic friction. I been searching all over the house for the source. It was you all the time.
I can see you now, sitting in your week old pajamas, running fetid RAM fumes...
Hope my stuttering keyboard skittish smirks convey how much I enjoyed this poem.
x
LOL! Klick-Kat!
somehow I knew you'd relate to this one ;]
The thing I come here to see, L, is the raw edges of yourself which you expose with your poetry. I wanted to call it "sunburn of your soul" but that's far too glib and commercial-sounding, plus you aren't simply making primal noises of pain. A lot of the time I think you are turning objects over and over in your mind's eye the way a jeweler studies a diamond before he chooses where to make the critical dividing cut...
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