High (Simulated) Flight

Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of cash
And danced the skies on anti-aliased wings;
In darkness I've sat, and joined the tumbling mirth
Of sun-split clouds - and modified my config a hundred ways
You have not dreamed of - tweaked and modified and installed
Just to get High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there
I've chased the shouting wife along, and flung
My broken controllers down footless halls and stairs.
Up, up the long delirious, burning blue,
I've max'ed the framerate with uneasy grace
Where never lark, or even Yeager flew -
And, while with special scenery and terrain mesh I've trod
The high untresspassed sanctity of cyberspace,
Put out my hand and touched the button labeled 'Reset'