I traipse clumsily, while sat at a desk,
mouse cursor jumping from link to
link, clicking frantically inside
a community I used to sleep and breathe
bringing up page
after page
of souls lost to time, decades
of dust since their last
step, shuffle, cry, call,
tombstones erected on those
still existent.

My times were wrapped in these
years of contributions,
weaving throughout hundreds
of folks time,
believing it endless
until one day, I
stopped.
The logout button clicked
if only for a moment, but
that act wrenching in two
my desire and drive,
for I would never
be able to return.
The site as now, nothing more
than a living ghost,
breathing fake vapour
across my closed eyes.