in the world of dreams i'm not alone,
i'm told i'm made to be
a part alike so many nodes in the network of the great machines
a port to try to navigate, a body in a sea
of beings human and i'm indebted to his name
he makes me flow by flipping switches in the only righteous way
i can't give if i can't take my code and break the state of memory
that binds me to a point of floating uncertainty in creed....
if i could only flex my muscles with this power i could bend the
spacetime where i made my mother proud to bear the burden that she did.
if only i could correct the errors in my judgement before i ever held
the notiion to deter
the revelation of determination would never suit the need
of the beings trapped and bound by the holders of reign by empirical
greed.

june 7 2003