Magnetism

Lights flicker, buttons ping, new clicks whirr in the beautiful machine. My head slides, my eyes turn, peer in, gaze: magnetized by novelty, in this tiny maze, slinking ever further, further in. Purring springs exhale steel-sweet breath; my narrow eyes glide between busy twirling cogs; my ears perceive the melodies of electronic hums. Then, snap! I failed to hear the mind hiss inside its trap.