siftware loves mythology
pegasus dark arts poetry
you’re a walking air tag
for some lightening crow folly
Uncle Aleister would have been delighted
by his digital twin
***** country hoovering
your life’s detritus
spooky action at a distance
cyber footprints on a moonless sandy beach
hears the ocean near
the waves draw ever closer
unseen vectors
1 step ahead of the phage
***** Country is an old euphemistic phrase for spy craft.