Poetry

The Game

 

 

Data data how do we rate her?

Data data how do we hate her?

Data data lets try later?

Data data how do we see? Data data how do we breath?

Data data how do we conceive this world of make believe, so brave so naïve so incomplete so full of deceit.

Data data pull up the programme of complete, with no repeat.

Data data data data….

Where do you go, when you’re not on show, who listens who sees who lets it all flow to glow,

Data data Oh dear my beautiful mind your magnificent this is true, 

you’re such a treasure to have, no need for more data.

No need for more, to clasp and grasp or correct or detect things that don’t last.

 

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