Ghost In the Machine
Silent......
The machine waits patiently
Dark........
In the corner........
Like a sleeping cat
Hidden menace
That ozone smell
It knows too well....
Dark......
Crackle of static........
Low hum........
Dark...........
In the corner...
Like a sleeping cat
What is it thinking?
Muted lights ....
Blinking........
The Ghost in the machine
Malevolent glare
It knows..
It knows, you are there
Dark........
In the corner.......
Like a sleeping cat........
The Ghost in the machine
Sliding across the mat
Dark.........
Changing shape
Creeping across the floor
Low hum......
Crackle of static
It's coming...............
Coming for me...........
Lights gleam.......
Ghost in the machine
I cannot flee..........
Creeping feeling
Shadows stealing
This is not a dream
This is now, me..........
I have no place to go.........
Paralyzing dread
Except inside the machine
Absorbed instead.
To become it's host.......
The muted glow
The ghost.........
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2006
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