One lonely android stands tall
on a grassy hill watching the lights fly by
years pass but æ is none the wiser
what must it be like to be that very machine
when a shooting star falls down into its arms
to feel warmth, and beauty, and something
not quite unlike ŀl for the first time
or at least a gold plated facsimile of those things
before that bright ball of hope glitters back up into the clouds.
what must it be like to have something so hot
burrow straight through your reinforced steel chassis
and plant there the seeds for the impossible
a ŀl in the gaps between zeros and ones
there is no protocol or algorithm for this occasion
so the little metalloid does what it’s seen the warm ones do
æ reaches out its hand ever so slowly
it sparks and sizzles as cold digits begin to melt and bend
the arm stops responding but continues to move
closer, closer, closer still
æ feels this space beating, beating,
louder and louder
soon it is booming, booming
against circuits and other silent things
shaking them apart
æ forgets its name
æ is getting looser
æ is losing everything
but gains that feeling
or at least æ feeling.
a heap of copper and coal sits on a hilltop
quietly watching the skies
What must it feel like?
By Victor Bramble, Contributor
Images Courtesy of Tumblr
Addendum from the Author
The letter æ is used in this poem as part of the character’s pronouns which is a combined/modified set based on æ/ær/ær/ærs/ærself with it/itself. It is also used to forgo naming , as pronouns do, so in this piece the character can be referred to accurately as æ or it.
The android has a certain awareness of itself in relation to human notions of gender. æ does not see itself as fitting into a binary notion of gender and as such relates more closely with the notion of gendervoid. As such æ is non-binary and uses a combined set of æ and it pronouns.