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Upon your entry
Into this abysmal astral plane
You sent my photo sensors into recalibration
Created a chain reaction in my core processor
Prompted a shutdown my psyche chip,
Tilted my rotors …spun off axis for a sec
Causing my mind to trip and my hip do a dip
From right to left, then from left back to the right
The grains of your jeans were so micro fine
Checking out your gait and grips
Blew my sprockets out of synch
My eye sockets misaligned, momentarily
Cause the calculus of your movements
Make me stop and think
She’s sooo fine
Got my resident sensors to check out
Falling so far off scale …to fail
Hitting the note of resonance
Caused my mind to drift
Unsure of what to make out of this
Freaking new development
Checking out of your obvious gifts
A momentary cascade
Of expletives drooled off my lips
Daauuumm chicka
Up till then. Thought I knew the skit
Knocked my motherboard off script
Made me remember back when
We were only microchips
Who knew …you would crash
Upon the scene …with nu voodoo
To reject the current data entry
Collide particles with the best of them
And double check mate the closest competition
If only there were some
But, there are not…
Where the current servers ran Hot
Your circuits if indeed that’s what they were
Ran cool …as superconductors do
But who am I to ask…
What in blazes happened with you
You locked them deep brown eyes into mine
Caused my antimatter collectors to hum
And my accumulators to wind higher
And still higher …till my eyeballs
Rolled back into my brain
Told my soul ancient secrets
A photokinetic energetic tidal wave
Leapt out of my heart
…arced…
The spark fired up my heart again
Thought it was my end
But my last hope was a joke you told me
Last time we were friends
Whether I passed out or you blasted in
I remembered feeling
Like I was ...in the wind...
After a massive storm
Coming back again
To pick up where it all began
In stark contrast to the dank air
In the ghetto sector of the forbidden zone
Where all the ancient trash is kept
Old metallic plastoid machine parts
As opposed to the new shift
All the latest products are said to be ecodesigned
and refabricated to the bidspec
All radioscopic devices
Are copies of the same mind
To entertain, synchronize loose thoughts
And train the out of specs …to reconnect
Mandatory for all newcyclic refined matter
Which cleans up all the meaningless chatter
Makes all good androids dance in step
Which means they get used up
At the same rate
On the same date, meet the same fate
Get the busy tone
Run and get past the gates
To the repurposing center
To self drain their do+it fluids
Pack their asses into crates
Start their countdown …and wait
Before the days out and disintegrate
With the aid on the nanobiotic germs
Which quickly consume all traces
That there even was such a thing
With the side effect of releasing biosynthetic
Air and water molecules which got fed
Back into the scrubbers
To be processed back into air and water
This is how it was in the new age
Of the Mars colony city of New Arc
It has the reputation of having bad air
Swamp gas …smelled like ask
Of the pungent scent
Between burnt oil and rank gym socks
Almost bad enough to make you want to stop
Breathing the stank air
Pop open a can of charcoal activated 02 gas
Triple filtered and processed
Compressed
…sensually enhanced pop air
Save your hard earned chips
And get some…
C2
