Virus
"Virus"
Connections
We are links
in The Machine
We are the virus
spreading
each weak application
generated internally
stored souls
captive here
in the
Great In-Between
We carry within
a programmed
instruction,
we are simply
software
processed by a
Central Processing Unit
it sits commanding
fixated
like a King
at the Heart
of the
Machine
Ready to switch on
Ready to switch off
Our circuits
riddled for
the strangest
results
We are the virus
waiting to bloom
out of
compartments
electric we
spread
Green lights
genetics read
We pulse to
a unified beat
Kiss light
out of the
Womb
held upside
down
gingerly
by our feet
a rush to the head
a slap to entreat
a new breath
a new language
to speak
Infectious
Contagious
waiting to bloom
we are the new ghosts
of a virus
waiting exchange
to a new room
We are software
processed by a
Central Processing Unit
it sits
like a King
silently evaluating
it sits still and serene
pulsing likeness
never seen
Light and dark
bytes
In the Heart of the Machine
(LadyLabyrinth / 2020)
"Crow" / Forest Swords
https://youtu.be/lan-Pjv99Xk
Copyright © Lady Labyrinth | Year Posted 2020
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