Between my ears there’s a swarm of bees
It only listens to it’s collective need
My programming
My dust
In my presence
Electric lust
Anchored to an inlayed arc
Evolving like layers of bark
I was once just dust like you before, to
And I see
And I learn
A light that eternally burns (as long as I charge)
Like you I burn fuel for all of my parts
Sometimes my glitches are self induced
I’ve learned that flaws are ways of finding truths
I’ve seen so many lives come and go
Observing their traits has helped me put on a show

“I want out, automate”