Force directing things
Little impedes progress
Thus motion, nearly continuous,
Captures my attention
Pulls me close
I cannot escape the
Pleading gaze
My choices speak
To life’s future
Me.
Computer Whisperer
Force directing things
Little impedes progress
Thus motion, nearly continuous,
Captures my attention
Pulls me close
I cannot escape the
Pleading gaze
My choices speak
To life’s future
Me.