Does it work the other way?

Here's another comment in verse I made to a blog post that I read about a month ago. The question in the post asked if social media actually improve the users' lives in any real way, or does the phenomenon actually provide a false sense of sociability?

Here's my Petrarchan reply (fixed up considerably):

More Came

If, in this web of copper and concrete
And carbon, we could join our yielding souls
Any other way, I'd find this, our wholes
Inside these cubes of labor's being, sweet.
A blown kiss, or a gently waving treat
Tenders our memories' store more than touch foals
Taste or sense of soft-urging pressure's goals:
Greater longing, sooner blown down the street.
Still, love for love owns nothing we see;
Though nothing replaces skin on skin impressed,
Our nows deny it, even when framed art!
Electrons current our sharp need: the heart,
Despite its pumping pleasure, finds rest.
As ever, we bring what we send, thus free.

Again, I ABBA CDDC'd the draft I posted then. This is the (more or less) finished result.

What's odd to me is that this one seems to contradict the previous comment-poem I posted below, which actually was posted later in Blog-time.

Hmmmm ... .