each one speaking to the problem..........
Inside the shelter of the CyberCreek,
under the information surface.......
new sites logged on and
......................
tentatively introduced themselves
otherwise soft brown face
............"Welcome.
merged with the screen for
days....................Put your posts in the proper places,
please!"
.............................I (a hired hand with an itchy trigger finger)
.............................exhorted them.
stalking an intruder
...............................("Stay inside our
system.
low flying planes.............It is cold out there on the
Internet)
the smell of green grass...
his hands on my body ......................
in the distance............................
making things....................
blue shirt.......................
making love......................
blue jeans.........................
potato soup......................
uncanny coincidences...............
nausea..............................
footprints..........................
unwashed windows...........
a dark corner....................
walking.............................
riding................................
the horizon........................