Bad Robot
I blame bad programming,
the programmers themselves
badly programmed
by bad programmers;
I blame bad programming,
the operating system unchosen
and low-level language used
by those inherited classes – fools;
I blame bad programmers,
the parental trap of tinkering,
the unspoken words, the hereditary
misgivings and an environment
unfit for purpose.
My future is no stranger,
it is the mirrorless face
of sameness, sadness
dancing between blackened trees
burnt to the ground by passions
for someone, something
now eluding me.
My future is no stranger,
Hello Faceless Demon! I see your bet
and I raise you all I possess
to race you till the end
of time, searching for other kind
of mirror.
My future is no stranger,
it was that which always was
and always will be seen
in the cause without effect,
in the mirror sighing.
So… I went shopping for something to read in the sun
☀️ Sweet Nothings by @stormykatie
☀️ Conversations inside my head by @dg-fragments
Friends lost too early,
untimely demised from the long road,
lost meandering the land of Madness.
Tick – tock.
From mizzle to drizzle
to the tempest of mind,
they found no kind of peace,
no patience for the patient.
Tick – tock.
Friends lost too early,
too many too soon
to a Madness that roams
my mind, as they carry on living.
All fuses blown
All energy expended
All I see in every corner are shadows,
scythes …
and a boy of eleven waving?
