2024-04-02 the internet

i cradle my router 
feeling the tug of fibre optic 
as it tenses and releases through the wall

while i hold it, it's like we're touching
yours jiggles imperceptibly
as my arms start to shake 

the internet is a series of tubes 
and i am poking a soft fabric heart
through the one between our houses

if i push hard enough you’ll have no choice 
but to let it fall in your lap 
a floppy reminder of how we're always connected