I thought it was something of the past
the sharp division
between yes and no, guilt and innocence
contaminated and pure, woman and virgin

But the computer leaves me
with no choice but to be
friends or not, committed
or available, yes or no

a response, a date
stand still or take a step
in five possible directions
and if the game goes wrong

they pretend you can delete
everything and start again
your experiences hidden
behind a clean slate

for new choices
which is quite a big deal
in life where dreams are
the game and temporality

is real: constantly I-intermediate man
am living intermediately between everything
in intermediate scores and intermediate times -
an intermediary at intermediate stations