Insight Into A.I.

Ding! Ding!

What's that? Robot's can't sing.

But the beat of a metallic heart

sounds like chimes in the wind.


Oiled joints

no longer creaking,

computing microchips

calculating past lives

in the blink of an eye.


Binary? Non-binary.

Zeroes, ones, he's, she's, and them's.


Type the message

and then press SEND

before this mainframe

comes to an end.


My central processor

has been repressed,

cyber trauma,

my hard drive undressed.

Perhaps, I think to myself,

it would be best

if I simply failed

my next diagnostic test.


Switch off my RAM,

blue screen of death

at last,

a confused machine put to rest.

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