poke.

| poetry |
It started with something as simple as a poke, 
an electronic scream for attention. 
You made me aware of your existence.
It moved
into a message, still no human contact but,
progress was made.
Back and forth we laughed out loud and exchanged smiley faces.
Then it moved,
into a text.
More progress, more personal, more opportunities to see what happens next.
It moved ino a date.
I quickly gained interest as chinese food filled my plate.
Before I knew what hit me, I woke up next to you...
What a wonderful morning.
What a gorgeous day...
What started with a poke ends with me wanting to say...
I love waking up next to you.

Thank you for reading! Share your thoughts with me on bluesky, mastodon, or via email.

Check out some more stuff to read down below.

Most popular posts this month

Recent Favorite Blog Posts

This is a collection of the last 8 posts that I bookmarked.

Articles from blogs I follow around the net

“Insert your favorite nursery rhyme.”

Make Some Noise is one of many fantastic improv comedy shows on Dropout. I noticed one of the ongoing themes is “tech gone bad,” so I compiled a short list below. I just find these really funny. Video call with shitty wifi: Logging in with 30-factor authen...

via Unsung September 17, 2026

Why are short videos bad for learning?

An essay version of the video is below – not just a transcript but a text that I’ve rewritten thoroughly to work as text. As is an audio version. You can subscribe to the audio-only unlisted podcast feed here if audio is more your speed. Overview # In this...

via Baldur Bjarnason's Notes on the Web September 17, 2026

Why we should be very worried about the Hugging Face hack

(Note: This is a re-run of a piece I published on September 3rd. I am backwoods camping this week in the Canadian wilderness and will have no signal so please excuse me for the repeat!)About a month ago, I (and many others) wrote about an incident in which

via The Torment Nexus September 17, 2026

Generated by openring