A quarter clanking in a dryer drum
No hope of quiet till your work is done
A narrow staircase with no rail to hold
And slippery socks upon your feet
A gas pain stabbing guts in public space
But in the middle of your buttoned speech
A glitch that quits each save you try to run
I am the ghost in your machine



Digital art: Ghost in the Machine by grumpus138, found here:

~ by April on December 6, 2015.

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