Inner Software Poem by Daniel Trevelyn Joseph

Inner Software



I have a cursor in mind, boots up
To trace the pathways within brain
I grow old, it hangs in dangerous places
Reaching its objects slowing now.
My awareness follows the trail of this
And notices the time delay of synapses.
Software inside cannot be replaced.
Can only be refreshed within hard skull
Let me get enough sleep, and rest.

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