Before I was a robot

like a dog sees the sea for the first time
I’m writing this in triple form – a quarter note in 3/3
people are falling in love and I’m sitting at a table with 10 seats
when I was different     the equations solved me
now I’m disappearing from the cyber world

detaching myself from the universe’s machine
the algorithm has made the sick in me
stick in me but

a conscious mind is lovely

dark

deep