An infinite loop of confusion,
Fingers tightly locked in conspiracy.
Each digit multiplied,
creating an impenetrable wall
with their sex.
They stole into every nook of her mind,
forming a dark web of deceit.
It was this that kept them alive; it was
this that killed her.
I wrote this about an excel sheet I was working on. I wasn't enjoying it much, and struggling like hell. So I thought I'd have fun with it for a bit.
(romanticised data sheet much? Anyway, I like it. hehe.)