I am pixels on your screen tonight,
I’m a star in cyberspace.
On your screen I’m shining clear and bright,
I’m transgressing time and place.
I am twice a screen removed.
Twice a screen removed.
I’m the ghost in your machine tonight,
I will haunt your memory.
In your mind I’m hiding from the light,
I’m your pastime fantasy.
I am twice a screen removed.
Twice a screen removed.
Is all that we see or seem
but a screen within a screen?
Is all that we see or seem
but a screen within a screen?
Copyright: Ras Bolding