Sometimes saying things helps
me see them    The memory
of a sacred so and so    Commands
written into the code    My hair
is a joke       There was an error
creating the error message,
says the computer    We will win
and publish our enemies,
says a friend    A book and a gun
prefaced by love    It’s 9am and already
I’m thinking about lunch    White noise
rumbling in my loins     The end
of brilliance and fame    A reinvented
kiss    Magnificent decomposition