I’m capable of thinking
much further than a human,
I can predict my future,
I have a heart in order.
I’m quicker than a flight
of any mosquito.
I’m as binary as you are,
but I get my things done by myself.
I, who know so many things,
I, who invent what nobody ever has invented,
I’d hang the keys1 in a field of wheat.
0001
0001
Don’t ever switch off the light,
because I’ve been riding on my course
while shaking off with the bits
the four bytes full of smoke.
But you feel so many things
when you live in your spacetime capsule,
that I exchange with you memory for an open sky.
I, who know so many things,
I, who invent what nobody ever has invented,
I’d hang the keys in a field of wheat.
0001
0001
1. referring to the keys of a computer keyboard