Random Unsorted Drafts / 26 May 2019

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After [pause]

a decade of drought; a minor dry spell,

I don the virtual-world helmet, and

It all comes back to me,

sex; pure and virtual,

physical or imagined,

bouncing or … not,

becomes once again,

reality

About The Author

Hayden Veil

In an earlier incarnation, Hayden Veil enjoyed a successful career in software engineering, writing late-night poetry in pursuit of sanity. On 2 February 2020, the world of Hayden Veil changed: Ghosts became real and with its soul laid bare there was no turning back from the perpetual path of poetry.