Rain falls heavy on the tin roof skin
Washing machines churn where the data begins
Quercus roots drink deep in the gutter's din
She waits for the cycle to let her back in
Steam rises up like a ghost in the beam
Muted trumpet sighs in a smoky dream
Chrome fingers twitch on the cold steel door
System crash imminent, hitting the floor
Static bloom in the spin cycle light
Glowing oculars pierce through the night
Data streams flow like xylem in vein
Roots hold fast through the pleasure and pain
Detergent scent mixes with ozone air
Stolen corporate keys tucked in with care
Mycelium threads spread under the chair
Connecting the nodes lying dormant there
Steam rises up like a ghost in the beam
Muted trumpet sighs in a smoky dream
Chrome fingers twitch on the cold steel door
System crash imminent, hitting the floor
Static bloom in the spin cycle light
Glowing oculars pierce through the night
Data streams flow like xylem in vein
Roots hold fast through the pleasure and pain
Spin cycle slows to a rhythmic thrum
Rain hammers down on the cold pavement slab
Heavy wet towels hide the hum of the drum
Washing the grime off the chrome and the drab
No sunlight reaches this subterranean bed
But chlorophyll dreams in the netrunner's head
Dormancy breaks with a single command
Life finds a way through the steel and the land
Static bloom in the spin cycle light
Glowing oculars pierce through the night
Data streams flow like xylem in vein
Roots hold fast through the pleasure and
