They counted each and every wire,
Strewn about your room with ill intent,
Copper mountains unwound like veins,
Multicolored like rainbow spiderwebs
Seven separate screens flickered-
Status reports to keep you up to date,
Well-informed on the internal temperatures,
Digital pressure gauges - warnings in red
You build this broken complexity,
The heavy smells of oil and iron,
As gears rotated on steel shafts,
Maintaining your machine's inner workings
They'll never know the purpose you built,
Circuit boards sparking, illuminating
They'll never understand your utter complexity,
Nor fathom the logical depth
And you'll never understand,
This jury-rigged monstrosity of logic,
Can never replace or repair,
The structural damage to your heart