By Lesley-Anne Evans
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longing for your presence
your breath upon my ears
your thoughts shared and your hand in mine.
But she keeps you from me
brazenly powerful multisensual multimedia
she holds your attention
and I cannot compete
Three dimensional flesh and blood, I wait for you
while two dimensions steal your presence.
Imaginary sledge hammer in hand
I stalk her when you look the other way
contemplating her demise, her downfall,
planning your broken connection.
When I pull the plug you see me.
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