A Verse

In my mind I find

Something indecipherable,

An encryption scheme only Turing could break.

Within the algorithm

Rests

The soul within the machine.

Body horror in a nightmare

Aching for completeness.

All the flesh falls away to reveal

A homunculus wearing a tiny VR headset,

Grinning wildly in an unsettling manner.

This is the digital cogito

Seeking not deceptive demons

But Hollywood existenz.

Simulated love.

Simulated charity.

Simulacra seeking nothing.

The vagrants die in the cold,

As the life spectators save

Virtual lives,

As they virtually live for nothing

But shadows on the cave wall...