AVATAR

I am twittered

face-booked

my-spaced

I am but an avatar

in my own life…

concocted, edited,

rearranged and disassembled,

downloaded and scanned

googled and texted

A disembodied series of

I’s and o’s

keening through cable

like magnetic fairy dust

blogged yet unknowing,

viewed without being touched

It’s meta-reality,

living like an amputee

whose life feels like a phantom limb,

all too aware

that at any moment

I can be deleted