Cyber



She sits waiting another night slides by. Unspent hours of hope turned to tears of frustration. She obeys his word doing his every wish. Hoping for a moment of time spent in an embrace. Watching the blank eye words scrolling by. None of them important because he does not speak them. Time clicks past she exits the screen. Heart slows its rhythm and she goes back to life. Till tomorrow night when she sits and she waits. For just those few moments snatched from cyber space.


ŠLynn Kennedy, July 1998




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