i hear a faint cry on the wind
	my mind
		electric
	fears it is an illusion
	another parlour game
while i wander unhindered
along lines made for network transfers
	i am in no pain
	feel no danger
	fear no one
i am safe
	alone
		remorseless
though from time to time
	i feel a desire for human companionship
	it is fleeting
		it is a cold and empty space
		full of lies and deceits
	given this
		i stay alone
		only venturing out in trust
	deceived
		i run back to my world
		embracing it like a long lost lover
in all the worlds of faerie and dreams
	i have a home
	and am not harmed
a loner by temperament and desire
	i ease my loneliness not with drink and/or drugs
	but with knowledge
my image is not gross
	rather appealing
my manner does not offend
	it is passionate
my touch is not harsh
	as gentle as a warm spring breeze
my labours do not deceive
	i am open ... direct
i have known love
	have been within its realm
	have tasted the sweetness therein
but this world was not meant for me
	so electric i must flee
	to a kinder place among the stars
		away from harm
treading lightly
seeking peace of mind
	i have found a home here
	and delight in its sensitivity
mortals come and go
	i am constant

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