Ok Craiger..well, where to start with this poem...brilliant for one. Supressed ambition..hungry for more..know a bit about that..sometimes I look at my life and wonder..is this ALL there IS?? I know I can do more, but seem stuck in a rut..WANT to do more...repressed aspirations???Ummm YEAH. for SURE. (by the way, just a poem I know but *I* care if you live or die and would DEF. notice if you weren't around!!) The me, me, me culture..truer words have never been spoken...everyone only out for what's in it for them, regardless of anothers needs/desires. I want what I want and I want it NOW. Befriending humanware..what a great way to put it...ha..loved that. And..I know ALLL about digital dreams, electronic lust!!, INSOMNIA, monitor light eyes, devotion and love me...for sure. Let someone else worry about it..goes back to the me, me, me culture..everyone wants it done, but no one wants to be the one to DO it, to make a stand on anything....and the whole tv bit..how true is that..sitting home in the evening, remote holding your hand...cold and uncaring just like the world seems sometimes. I haven't figured out this entire poem yet, just let me be the first to say THAT but let me read it a dozen or more times yet, and it will gradually come to me...very intellectually stimulating poem here Craig..fantastic. five? Yeah, think so. Love Michelle

Craig,
i love this poem i had to read it afew times for it all to sink in
i'm running out of things to say on your poems as they are always so bloody good.
ok so i guess all i can say is fantastic
love it
all my love it
love
lorns
xxx