the future as it once
was. Handy jumpsuits,
an army of robots
in your pocket. Crouched
in the shadows
waiting for the reboot.
IDENTIFY YOURSELF
I'm Nobody, who are you?
ASDF3141592etc. That's
math, isn't it? Nice eye
you've got there. Well, nobody's here
but us cogs. See what I did
there? My companion & I
are in need
of repair.
Perhaps the manual
was right: evil lurks in the hearts
of bolt buckets. Rocket packs on
back order. Rations
running scarce.
The next outcropping. A better
bunker. Hands up.
Blunder bust.
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