Lurker

i know where you're from & why you're here
 doing your 'research', just 'keeping tabs' etc.
 my stats reveal your browsing habits & what
 brought you here, five seconds ago - cached
 like a memory of some long ago private party
 you never attended but heard about later (as
 if that were proof enough, as if talking about
 life makes it real, makes the gulf between us
 seem serene as an ice-skater dragging blades
 down the smooth sheet's inverse blackboard)
 with a flick & a spin you're gone again traces
 of your lipstick all that's left (a little pop-up
 down & where did that come from? oh & yr
 bookmarked tears (pretty maids all in a row