Darkness
All through the house
Everything still all
around
The bare dry wood
under the peeling paint
Grey in the moonlight
A faint repetitive
sound
Coming from an open
window
A soft blue glow
lighting the room
Softly repetitive
Small breathing
sounds accompanying
A firefly zooms
closer
Thinking this light
to be some strange potential mate
It is not
It is a nude man
Wearing a headset
Looking at a computer
screen
Upon which is a nude
woman
Also wearing a
headset
Both aroused
Both looking intently
at the webcam
Speaking words to one
another
Descriptive and
loving
Then cruel and hard
There is a certain
rhythm
It accompanies the
words
And their movements
Disinterested
The firefly flies off
In search of a love
of his own
Leaving the two
lovers
Separated by thousands
of miles
Such is modern love
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