Electric Sheep

Tracing pathways through the day Circuits closed in time and space Proscribe the rat and where it runs Describe the speed, define the place Beyond, the sun arcs through the sky While gnomons mark its silent pace Somewhere in another time Upon another face. Inside, the striplight firmament Gives ordered life its seamly lines And strange time flows through cyberspace And into our designs Machines know all and count the days And catalogue each tick and tock We glide across like skaters on The ice face of the clock There is no land that can't be mapped No level up that can't be reached Converted we embrace the way Yet are unblessed, unpreached No grain of sand may hold this world No human eye may look upon The mind's eye views horizons held Within the silicon. And elsewhere in the shadowed space Beyond the sun's stark realtime light We live our lives crepuscular And spread our wings by night So morning finds us unprepared As barbed alarms slice into sleep Extracting us from morphic fields And dreams of tamed electric sheep