trading gifts in fantasyland
strangers connect in global communities gathered in virtual isolation
choose a name, gender, psychosis, non-existent mates waiting
between the ears between the sheets faceless pages interacting
virtual flowers grow in ashes in the ageless exchange of mindthings
he can be she can be we can be free no one can see
bonding our needs to release in fantasyland no one can see
gift giving gift taking the whole world faking touches screens
then scream and dream of trading gifts in fantasyland
the graphical interface fizzles