Teledildonics - Intronaut

The yearning increased at 
Exponential rates 
But you wanted no part 
Mortally content 
Until the surge gave shock 
And got you on all fours 
Interface fucked 
Inside a cubicle that looks of detachment 

Is it the size or the angle? the point is clear 
The mortal erection has run out of skin 
We're hooked on electric stimuli