I sit
and switch between
myself and my virtual selves.
Unlike the masks of reality,
all my virtual selves have identities-
an ID, a handle, a hashtag, a URL.
A plethora of activities, people and excitement,
I switch endlessly, tirelessly, pointlessly between these apps.
I know why I do it
as opposed to most people saying,
"I don't know why I do it, it's such a hollow life."
I am lonely.
I feel alone.
That's why I do it.
If only there was a vine with leaves as footholds to climb up to the very sun and dim it's light a little bit, would things in our universe be any different?
Wednesday, 11 April 2018
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