in the age of digital communication

she speaks to me of synapses, detailing the
complexities of the mind in elegant intellectual

(while on this end, savage admiration is
unearthed, exposed, laid bare:
violently, shockingly tangible)

and she likens us to neurons, sharing data,
exchanging information,

(letting me know that
entails far less now
than it ever has before)

exhorting in her black-on-white monotone,
scholarly and sterile on the screen:

(and we are so close, yet too,
too far...)

so, fumbling
with shamefully fluent ease,
the mind denies the living
as i disconnect.