Stanzas: Monthly Chapbooks September 2015 (Internet) | Page 27

Virtual @ttraction Orla O’Hanlon Wake up some days, With not much to do, thinking on you, I need to turn this off switch on the desk-top, I try and shake it off: day-dreaming bout you, What can I do? Click to your page, What you @ today? Too shy to try and say: ‘Want to come and play?’ Mouse flirts with cursor, over that ‘message here’, fingers tap the keyboard, type a few words, and backspace backspace back See you’re ‘typing now’, as I count the times on one hand you talked first. I wait, I see, look down read Q,W,E,R,T trying to act busy, till.. You make an interaction, & it’s a link, My heart sinks. When do I see you? Why do I browse the same blurry few pixels arranged into your face? I’ve viewed them times too many, when do I see you ? I check your profile, on or offline, God damn you’re so fine. This is not real 27