Modem Love
We met late one night –
Or at least,
Our data bits crossed
The internet
Like ships in the night.
I said –
Or rather typed “Hey there cutie.”
You responded –
Well, typed back “Hi handsome.”
Our relationship –
Well, the relationship between our computers
Continued for weeks.
It was love at first .JPG.
Then we decided
To do the unthinkable,
To risk the unriskable –
To meet. For real.
We could tell in an instant –
The unmistakable feeling of…
Nothing.
Nothing?
As people, we were strangers,
And not even really compatible.
We realized we had been duped
By a shuckster made of plastic, metal and phone lines.
The romance we had
Was between our modems,
And the love we shared
Was modem love.
