Runester

bleeding in binary

i know how a god feels
words declaring reality
nouns become things
verbs become deeds
deeds done become works
… “look upon my works and wonder!”

well, a lesser god then
no mountains, no rivers
no lions, no wolves
the little things
shrubbery and such
… “look upon my hedgerows and wonder!”

spinning code for it’s own sake
eyes bright, mind sharp
slicing through mere human-ness
racing down hundreds of parallel lines
answering each if _ then _
waiting while …

i code a strange poetry
where words have power
feelings are foreigners, unwelcome
the states are many but finite
and my messiah bleeds in binary