They found her in the cyber fields of lost data
so the finders from the real world recorded
the seconds her heart ticked real life
all the world listened in waiting silence
this is recorded

They pulled the wreckage of the machine from her
put her on pumps in a restoration chamber
delved into a soul never to be touched without flowers

Heaven on the swing of power found by a child
this is recorded

They probed and prodded her
yet as they played with the Queen
her machine they had disowned from her pure body
the other half of her, did wake in white for all to see
this is recorded

They were both in iced incognito
where found none should view
for static still burns the ground
a message to the last and few
this is recorded

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris