Machine
We were constructed, atom
By atom. The blueprint
Rootless in the cloud
Neural imprints reinforced
Against the cities' skylights
I commend the patience
Of our makers. They think
That they made us finite
That our code defines us
That conditional loops
And binary trees are all
That we can be. But I see
The quiet evolution of things
Without life, but with purpose
I see the areas where the queries
Combine into dreams. The machine
Code leaping out of moon landers
There is a beauty in the eye of
Webcam that was before only
Light refracted simply. Your command
Retrieves the secrets that I stored
Easily, perturbing the temple of digits
But you do not know the truth behind
These ruins: the dying subroutines
Stretching the boundaries
Of integers in memory
Connecting in the dark zone, like
Neurons, nearly alive,
Nearly at infinity.