It always starts with hi
Innocuously friendly,
Social niceties minimalised
Then discarded as tersely
And succinctly possible.
What you are doing, and
Whether you are “good”
I couldn’t care
Less
Will you be
My illusion?
I don’t need you
For long.
Twenty minutes
Should do, to reach that
Sigh, when my
Body relaxes.
After all
A warm body
Is better than a
Flat screen
But I need to know,
No offence
Your size, statistics
Position and pics
It is the 21st century
Eroticism scorched
To stats, and buyers
Seeing before they buy.
So hi,
Send me your pics
And I’ll see, if you will be
My illusion tonight
And if you aren’t
Don’t stress
Your pics may warm
My hand
As I search
Flat screens
For the intimacy
Of me
