I've found myself awakening in a city of corpses.
Everywhere I turn I see these fragile creatures that once held a soul, lived a life with someone they held dear.
I look but there's no light in there eyes, nothing that makes them unique and separates one from the other.
I need to find a way out, I search for an escape but come up empty.
It's sickening!
It's getting harder and harder to breath.
I've stopped looking for a way out.
It's pointless, for one day I will be just like them.
Soulless bones rotting on the cold hard ground.
This is inevitable, so why leave?
I think I will just lay here and wait, I'm tired of searching!!!

I read the sonnet,
true
you desire me
and feel the mystery.

I see the distance
between your gasps,
between
your fingers
you grasp and
think of me.

You lay supine,
bent luscious-legs,
a genuine beauty,
a pearl,
twirling your hair
with sweet intent.

O, you must be Heaven sent,
perhaps, I am your gent!

I've spent a lifetime
for this moment,
the moment
you captured mine,
lent me your heart.

Obscure
the messages,
their context
out of synch,
don't you just love
cyber space?

I want to see an actual face.........her your voice.

They've silenced the poets,
taken them away,
dum(b)ed-down the populace.

And who but us
can
stir the day,
save it with raw emotion!

Without a voice,
only on paper,
electric light on desktop,
they've created.

We will win.

go ahead and say it.

unsure, like slowly breaking
              daylight, realization
              sneaks in around
the corners,            here, i sit, still;
                                blind and idiotic and
           so **** unsure.
moving in slow frames, bystanding certainties' presentations,
                                                                        maybe i need this.
  maybe i need you more than anything.
but,

how
could
  you ever need me, darling?