The computer screen sputters to life,
the too-familiar chime a siren song
calling us all to gather in the ether,
ducks in a row.
we clammer to connect
somehow, some way,
apart but together
but in reality alone,
desperately trying to be heard.
It seems there is no escape from this virtual winter,
its cold lips upon our cheeks
filled with nostalgia and regret.
Lean away from the icy embrace,
reach for the warmth of the fire of a real network,
before the error message comes;