151 - I'm lost in cyberspace, yes, here am I

I’m lost in cyberspace, yes, here am I
Floating round my PC, all cut adrift
From my telephone line. I want to cry,
But who is there to cry to? Who can lift
My spirits in the sky? Panicked, I sift
Through my options: I cannot simply call
And ask for help, since I don’t have the gift
Of a landline, and can’t email at all.
No - I’ll wait for my stricken ship to fall
Back down to earth; then, for quick repair by
Skilled engineers. Not till then can I shift
Upward once more towards that fiery ball
That spreads its net of light on all from high.
(They’re fixing it Tuesday - till then, I’m stiffed…)
Fri 2 Feb 2007