Misty K. Alexander  is an eighteen-year-old poet from Mesquite, Texas. She currently resides with her wonderful aunt and uncle, and their three puppies. She identifies as a practicing Wiccan, is single, bisexual and content with being who she is. Misty will be starting college in the fall either in Texas, or Louisiana, and plans to study journalism. This is her first published poem.

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Can you feel it all 
Even though we aren't touching
Are you imagining the way 
I would feel around you 
Interconnected through wires 
Chips, motherboards, networks 
And more 

Is that all you need 
Another false score 
Am I turning you on 
Like I did the monitor in front of me 

You've heard I have an amazing mouth 
But mouths don't matter in chat rooms 
So I'm your digital angel 
As your my digital dream 
Its nothing more than a joke 

So come on baby, tell me 
Exactly what you want 
If only I could feel you through 
These wires I might really be hot 
Or bothered who really knows

Cyberspace is an endless void 
Of ecstatic static 
Lonely phone numbers 
And cyber junkies just like us

Baby, whisper it again 
Tell me via instant message 
How bad you want my lips 
Around you 
Its too bad, it really is 
Since mouths don't matter in chat rooms...

Copyright © 2001 Misty K. Alexander. All rights reserved. 

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