electrical nerves
pulse bits of light through atoms.
i, fleshy robot.
Haikus
sphere here
in a dyson sphere
the warm days would never end.
future hopes and dreams.
morning murmurs
in the dimming day
my life closes behind me.
what will morning show?
loony toon
a cold slice of moon.
the smirk of a mocking loon.
face of a cartoon.
still standing
press snooze for the day.
let us see how time stands still.
grenadier guards stand.
ice hot
the cold sees through you
and shivers your very soul.
the pain is like heat.