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Jul 2014
Texting is so out of context
& like email,
you have no inflection.

And are those nice pictures really you
or just some computer-generated
***-pots?

Surely
this invigorating liaison
is techno-madness,
existing in a land that flesh forgot,
where people don't ever kiss
or hug or make love or even touch.

Jesus, I miss you for real.
A character poem about computer dating, emailing, and texting love.
Jonny Angel
Written by
Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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