"Companionship"

I sit here at my computer
Gazing out across the web
Of telephone lines
Connecting many people with each other
I gaze, searching for one
One which has not tied into another
One available to talk, converse

I look, I search
I delve deep into the twisted mass
I pry at the tangle of line
Yet I fail:
They all connect to somewhere else
There are no free lines
No others searching
No others interested

I don't give up hope though
I keep watching, waiting
Bit by bit some of them cancel out
But before I can grab hold of a loose end
Another reaches in and grabs it away
I struggle, I fight the mass
Of twisting connections, strangling me
But find nothing, no one
Everyone is too busy

And so I sit
And shall sit
Waiting
Wishing
Hoping for a chance to talk
But I know deep down inside
That I will not get that chance
And lose hope of
Companionship