AOL 4.0, Town Square Chat Room, 12:17 AM
Shes’s looking for an answer
to her lonely adolescence,
by shooting wishful invitations
into a sea of ASCII dicks.
She’s looking for the frisson
of a soul-struck witness,
something more than KooLMiKe86
asking ‘wanna cyber? u got any pics?’
She’ll find progs, bots, and pedophiles
maybe a digital boyfriend or two,
but she’ll never find her 8 bit kinship,
even the dial-up world has its cliques.
©Nancy Botta, 2018
Rusted Honey 
I think so many of us who came into adolescent at the height of AOL can completely relate. Bravo!
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Clever.
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Very interesting poem; says so much about our society today sadly. Well written
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Nostalgic. I was from the MSN Chat tribe back then, but I can still relate!
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Love this!
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