The World in Which I Live

Musings from my life – poetry and prose

I sit alone in my roomOnly the light of this monitor on my faceIs this my lover?I ask myself, is this my only friend?The hard cold keysclick away as I touch themAnd whisper the sweet nothingsThat no one else canThis object has my attentionOnly it feels my touch.It tells me what I want to knowI …

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