This was written when I lived in Ely, NV. My friend lived in MA. I would log onto his blog and I wouldn’t be so lonely.
Graceful key strokes release the essence of your soul
As calloused fingertips reveal a thousand lifetimes past
And a thousand more to come
Each day, a new anticipation of your pixelated ponderance
A constant beacon to ward off the loneliness of change
The loneliness of a 2700 mile gap.
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