a momentary lapse of spirit
a migrant from the source
and fallen into flesh.
blinded by the bright side of things,
mesmerized by the illusion of positivity
and unable to see my gray outline.
and their inevitable endings
but you cannot hear these things,
tortured and happy as you are.
buried under veiny circuitry,
there is a new born hope
in dreams of you.
covered in computer-skin
are able to connect again
will this program start to mend