The one in charge
she’s not that large
look there’s a cat
wow it’s crazy fat
a cucumber it jumps fast
haha, no she shakes her head in disgust
the laugh button covered in rust
no I don’t drive this ship
to smile at dumb shit.
She’s tucked in her chambers
as if the world will change her
shit there is a flood out there
rewire the computer to not care
another sad one
shit why can’t we just have fun
shit we know liquids boil in the sun
thanks for your knowledge
it took much courage.
She’s tired up there
tucked in tight with minimal air
she won’t open those doors
she hates all the odors
getting in through the nose
shit several more fears arose
damn now she has to delete a web
overtime to redefine yep.
her emotions they determine the route
keeping the ship from going out
up there in her chambers her fingers bleed
stroking each key
trying to help me
she puts the ship to sleep
several pages in she couldn’t keep
cynical a little irrational she’s tired
in spite of her crude nature she will never be fired
I know she tries.
Thanks for reading.