//so it is time to write//
//electric words flood me//
//course right through me//
//and these days my words are Autumnal – as is my setting//
//the cyclic decay of the digital//
//motherboards falling from the network of life//
//plummeting to the earth//
//data scattering as it strikes terra firma siliconia//
//zeros and ones gather; grey, brown and yellow in my hallways//
//pushing my way through these avenues; waist deep//
//struggling in the world of seasonal decay//
//1 0 1 0 1 1 and on and on//
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