High attenuation strangles the electrons
Network poor-but workable, indicators green.
Signal to noise falls dead, snuffs simple connections
But she won’t dare parse packets beyond the routine

Can’t support the protocols, she handshakes goodbyes.
Unable to force the leap from wire to air.
Self blacklisted and now unable to reprise,
Re-establish and claim a link beyond a prayer.

She flirts with feelings in preference to persons.
And lacks resolution to match place and name
Her two bit encryptions transparently worsens
Her ability to forge tunnels to her flame.

If only she’d accept incoming requests to
Retrieve to repair her corrupted conventions,
Allow peers to share services that imbue
Strength to fight over insistent apprehensions.

She’d free her node from the slavery of botnets
And isolation groupthink will cease to snare her
She’d be free from the forced spin cycle of regrets
Only if imperative within her would stir.

Written by RauCous