The grey rain
clouds my eyes
and turns
the world grey

Why must the world
contain only pain?
A sea of salt,
and only open wounds.

I participated in a fantasy yesterday
In it,
two people didn't
two people didn't
two people didn't
make love

Twas but a fantasy
of the electronic world.
Bits and bytes exchanged
by two nebulous humans,
keyboards the only reality.

We never parted company either.
I never said I had any
real feeling for her,
and she never wanted to leave.

But I'm in tears anyway,