poem-y goodness from a friend - yay, I'm not the only one!

Ones and Zeros

Moonbeams slide oiled
Through the ocean of darkness
And the sound of her laughter
Peals through the air.

Sparrows fly swiftly
Through soot-coated forests
But the girl who once laughed
Is no longer there.

She fled through tangles of
Wrought-iron erratic.
Hid behind vines
Red, black, yellow, white.
As numbers scroll down
From rain clouds of static.
She lets bands of data
Block her from sight.

Darkness weighs heavy
Through a casket of glass
As she leans against it,
Wondering who'd care.

Sunbeams beam sharply
Through rivers of asphalt.
And she walks the water
Photons bright in her hair.