In The Virtual World

IN THE VIRTUAL WORLD In the virtual world I somehow am real- I add to myself all the time Without problem. In the real world I am less successful. Less attention is paid And I walk the streets of my own city Unrecognized. Praise is nice And virtual praise also something I suppose But a real embrace is something different. One day soon too perhaps, you say, Virtual embraces will be more than real ones But it hasn't happened yet. As it is now I am more real in the virtual world Than in the real one. No wonder I spend so much of my time here Writing to strangers who have never smiled at me And who I too am not really in touch with.