Internet Acquaintance

Hey, you!
Are you
Who you
Say you
Are?

My browser
Tells me one thing,
You say another,
Always shifting,
Changing.

Names,
Places,
Ages,
Genders,
Changing faster
Than an NYC
Stop light.

I don't know you,
I never will,
But can I trust you?
You, who are
Who you think I
Want you to be?
I think
You can be trusted,
Trusted with the secret
Of your identity.

It's a risk, I know,
Talking to you,
But there's a certain thrill
In taking a risk.
So, we chat,
=)
;)
=P .

You,
Faceless,
Nameless,
-though your screenname is cool-
Can listen
To my life secrets,
Because you will never know
Me.

Internet acquaitance,
I know your secret-
You are the ghosts
Of my past,
And the spectres
Of my future.
You are not real,
But I am,
So good-bye,
Internet acquaintance.
Reality calls me.

*ctpoet has logged off*

by James Grengs

Comments (1)

What a wonderful perspective young lad! Creative and light-hearted...good for you.