This heart snatcher

Don't you realize

That the first thing you do

after you touch home

is turn on

this computer

Seems like God

It steals your heart

At night

long hours

to converse

with strangers

A stranger

you want to make dear

No more no more

It choked, gurgled and was dead

And suddenly

you read

this morning

three four five six or seven pages

of David in I Samuel from 21 to the last chapter

And suddenly

you felt

the devil you've been worshipping

is this computer

this heart snatcher