Sometimes I watch you
when after a long day at work
you log out and snap off the WiFi cable.
I try to grasp the meaning
behind the violence
of your gesture
as you faintly gather
the remains of the day.
[The system encountered an uncorrectable hardware error.]
You speak to me in radio silence
as you quietly undress in bed.
[Access denied]
You’re letting the moonlight wash over you
and permeate your body,
the sea whistles an aubade in your throat,
your lungs are dilated
with the laughter of dead men;
[Your system ran into a problem and needs to restart.]
you’re inhaling the laughter
and letting it drop
with the sound of broken skulls.
Your face untranslateable
like an automaton,
you’re deliberately coding in the errors
into your system;
[This application failed to start, an important component .dll is missing. Reinstalling the application may fix the error.]
your body like an alien weapon turns on you,
your vitals are drained off blood.
[Ctrl+Z
Ctrl+Z]
Breathless under moonlight,
you’re shrinking the space you occupy;
like a ghost you’re shedding your skin,
snapping off one cable after another,
dissolving into the endlessness of life;
[The remote server is not responding.]
with the cold indifference of an app
you’re deleting your desires,
uninstalling your memories.
With lifeless eyes
you’re staring past the horizon now
at the blue skin of death;
[A problem has been detected and your system has been shut down to prevent damage.]
at the fag end of the day,
you’re logging out.
[Error 404. File Not Found]
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