If email had been invented
I would send you a thousand messages,
Each one longer than the last.
I would listen to the dial-up song
Chirruping my love.
If texts had been invented,
I would pick up my mobile phone
And (studying the keys for a while)
Press out ‘I <3 U’
And hope I had the credit to send.
If binary had been invented
I would send you, laboriously,
01101100 01101111 01110110 01100101
And let you examine the positives and negatives,
And hope (and hope) to be understood.
But in these dark days of ignorance and bliss,
Without Morse or Marconi standing by,
No flags or drums to flicker my words,
I will say I love you
And be content.