A Cosmology

It was a younger time, a clunky age a dial-up decade. Not knowing why or why he should not, he sent out needy signals into the vast unseen seeking worlds populated with only females. Many were drawn into his orbit many failed to respond. Eventually a divorced lady from the fabled city of Doncaster seemed willing to be drawn into his net. Sensual seeds were planted in a garden they both watered. It was love; it was true. By an enveloped voyaging they exchanged photographs taken years earlier. For hours, a muted disappointment fizzed and spun around a digital cosmos; both grew distant, together they dialed-out, sending new rockets of desire unto more invisible yet detectable applicants.