Lines of script embodied in sand
Cursed familiars tarnished with brand
Forces swirling outside your control
Your actions and speech theirs to cajole
Patterns of numbers pressed into glass
Millions wailing, wretched en masse
Voices from far off deep in your mind
Capricious goblins, remember 'be kind'!
Things not working, not going to plan
Running to refuge, to kin and to clan
Consult the cantations and sprinkle the spells
Make your peace and say your farewells
Deep in the maze, you twist and you turn
Months trapped inside, no pattern to learn
The truth is apparent the further you go
“Form is invalid, computer says ‘no’”
Robotic Ape 