if the pixels could fade
the same as ink romantically does
my top-right screen would need
a superglued-wristwatch
from here to there
there back to where I wait
it’s told me where you were
and also helped count down
till you walk through those gates
[but not the ones old people do]
and I can come back
with you sitting right here
touch that top-right once more
and finally click the bottom option
that’s stared at me for what seems like so long.
July 7, 2009

