Digital Horoscope

Search beyond the wires
I get into you and snip snap the dead connectors
solder acrimony and other inputs you’ve thrown
It’s all dead ends, tangled lines
You run programs that fail and turn them in for half a credit
My cement and brutalist head, my cement and incorruptible shoes, my cement and algorithmic views on what would turn you on and off
Unpluggable
Your singed blonde boards, my cement head