stare through the terminal screen
instead of the window.
Clouds and light
the water slopping about the harbour
do not move
with the speed
or anything like the obedience
of electronic impulses.
A dance of fingers on the keyboard
to gain admittance:
the figures shifting bit by bit
from vault to vault.
the view shifting to the mind’s design
which moves mountains
makes the earth move for us
gets a move on
removes the Minotaur
Jack the Ripper and Saddam Hussein
By virtue of the brain
its hemispheres neurons and synapses
we can escape into
once the body’s been killed off: