Digital Lust

There is no way of life for me and you,
Our solace for each other is far to few.
I have an ache in my bones,
I listen to your dial tones.

There is no us between me and you,
Our contact is far to few.
I listen to your dial tones.
One may choose to love the inter webs,

Others may laugh and point,
But I ignore and laugh as I smoke a joint,
A relish in our strange love,
Between me and you.

Binary connect reject,
Yet I can not give.
Subservient to your every way,
As a dog it sleeps with you,

Waiting for your typing in the day.
One dreams as they type,
Computer will never say ...

You are
not
my
type.