a dot on a circuit board
the right side of an equation
with countless left side inputs
this land right here
this sweet giving earth
covered in pavement
predictably smooth

one drop in an ocean
one drop containing the pattern for thousand oceans
confused by the multitudes
the strange redundancy of elements
can I find poetry even in this desolation?

We built a house to live in
and found ourselves one more fixture
lining the countless rooms
the same logic on the left
the same output on the right

the system makes the people it needs
finds the right motivation
shaving by shaving
makes the peg fit the hole