What’s Fappening?

(sonnet)    
formule poésie érotique 17/30      
   
A picture’s worth? one thousand words’ belay    
In incantations, graphic elegies.    
As couplets, let our spectral shapes’ foreplay,    
A cyber navigation, expert ease.    
As lithographic metaphor once led    
To couplings, in days’ technique gone by,    
Both slick and harder graphic ways instead,    
Within our “cyber space” gives sweet comply.    
I wonder if our webs, wide world breaks in,    
And steals our private musings secret sent.    
Would they as well, in automatic sin,    
Be brought with such ablutions, sweet repent.    
Though pictures may the real world elevate,    
Our pictures, private mastur' works create.    
   
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