A darkened box of crystal brew,
Within, unkown, to I or you.
Is it liquid solid gas or star,
None- its contents bizarre.
With plasmic flash and logic switch
It codifies and dazzles that, which,
Wondrously inquires plain,
"How long until your vast refrain,
Awakens you to hurt and pain"
The circuits switch, the neurons twitch
The fans revv up a fever pitch
Anticipation starts to itch.
But sterile, cold the answers niche.
"I do not feel the pain you wish."
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4 RepliesI was going to point out that "niche" is pronounced "nee-sh" throwing off the rhyming scheme of the third stanza, but I went and double checked a dictionary and apparently it can be pronounced both "nee-sh" and "ni-ch", so I stand corrected. I've never actually heard that second pronunciation, though.