What happens
When our virtual lives
Come to play in the real world?
Can they?
Is it possible
For the content we’ve consumed
And the contributions we’ve made online
To nudge us to becoming a people
With temperaments that are better suited
For the Internet
Than actual reality?
We live as double agents
One foot in our geographical neighbourhood
The other in a virtual jungle-
And we don’t always play
The same role in both worlds.
Where life circumstances
Have rendered us to be lizards,
The Internet has afforded us
The status of crocodiles:
Playing the part digitally,
But just not having the bite
In real life.
But the lines are blurry.
Where exactly does
Who we are on the Internet begin
And where does it end?
The lizard ought not to forget
It’s stripes.