Thank You Letter

[fflo]

Dear Internet, how can I tell you?
I take you for granted, I do.
We've been at it long enough
now I can hardly help but,
least on most days I zip to
a promising window for what
you present, so often beyond
how to spell "de rigueur", or where
to buy me some crunchy Koh-Kae.

Like that essay you showed me today by
the poet I was nosing 'round for:
rockin', amigo. What don't you know
a cool story about, just waiting to
entertain me?  And who else could ever
tender such fascinations, sans skin
to touch mine, or lay nearby, especially
once you can show me movies as well
as those platters you send in the mail?

My title here's wrong. I'm just
shy to admit to love more than
words, and not just cuz you know
all the lyrics, grand, or lousy like
those, and the chords on top, to
boot, if I want 'em.  Together

we do wonders, my darling, my
dear: never leave me, or
let the government rule you
until after I'm dead, I plead
with each keystroke, browser,
bookmark & search tool at my limited
(appreciative, receptive, more
curious than ever) command.

Comments

[lovelikeyeast.livejournal.com]

I love it!

[fflo.livejournal.com]

er, TY! I'd just found myself the night before trying to explain to a contemporary who apparently hasn't yet experienced the ol' dubya-dubya-dubya at ALL what can be had there(in/by). Kinda blew my own mind, if not hers.

[kohkae.livejournal.com]

It is lovely, isn't it? How did we ever live without it? From keeping in touch, to looking up "Who is that actor? I've seen him before" on IMDB...from booking plane tickets and being able to pick your seats, to ordering everything and anything...from paying the bills, to all the great (and legal) mp3's I've downloaded....I could go on and on.

[fflo.livejournal.com]

You shoulda heard me once I got started speculating about what this particular pal might be into finding/doing online. But there's something about that not having to wonder or wrack yer brain for all kindsa little stuff that even a fine reference librarian woulda likely been no help with. Perhaps it frees the mind for other things. I dunno.