Another new day. Get out of bed. Reboot your CPU again.
Clean your parts shiny, no spot of dirt must remain.
Fix the errors, clean the viruses until you are better.
Now take a look at your face in the mirror.
Just the same emotionless face. As always.
Cold. Calm. Careful. Calculated.
Not a single bolt out of place.
Fixed. Unbroken. Perfect. Pseudo-dead.
Not a single wrong. Not a single mistake.
Best to keep up that facade.
Emotions are unwanted and bad.
Plaster a thick mask upon your face.
Don’t turn your mouth up. Don’t shed tears. Leave no trace.
Now take a step outside. Slowly. Carefully.
Into your stage. Into your industrial play.
There are fellow machines also moving.
Nod a bit. But no expressions. No faint smiling.
Start to walk. The creaking of your gears, do not mind.
Walk. Carefully. Into your scheduled place.
Feel the clank of the metal. The process of your mind.
Faster. Faster. Time is running in a haze.
Into the building. Into the office. More machines.
But different. Flawed. Sentient. Actually having fun. Laughing.
Should you be jealous? Should you turn green with envy?
No. That is the work of a failed machinery.
Walk on. Walk on. Ignore. Ignore.
Lay your ocular device upon the cold white floor.
Into your room. Into your work. Don’t move another inch.
Don’t stop. Don’t rest. Don’t eat. Don’t flinch.
Keep on working for the rest of the day.
The ticking time signals the end.
Go on. Give your wires and screws a stretch. Stand.
Off you go, out the building. Into the setting sun.
Another day gone. Another job done.
Step inside. Flick the lights open. Adjust your vision.
Go into the living room. Sit. Turn on the television.
Apathetic to murders. Thefts. Corruption. Bad news. Death.
When time comes to time, shut down your systems and rest.
Repeat cycle the next day.
This is it. This is all there is to my life. To me.
All but perfect cycles, all human machinery.
No emotions. No feelings. No fun. No nothing.
No joy. No sadness. No anger. No singing.
A world of metal toys, grinding gears, and utter perfection.
An industrial society reeking of smoke and oil with no other distractions.
A hellish life of monochrome, darkness, and bore.
Please. No more. No more. No more