Raspberry Pi

Raspberry Pi

Power surging,

Body open

ready to receive.

 

The heat fired

And the gun lifted

The metal from the board

 

expert hand steady

gliding across my insides

the thrill and fun

 

I was unplugged

For safety

as you felt me up

 

felt my parts

felt me shutter

as you touched me again

in only the way you could

 

You pulled me apart

And it was no work

But for my own good

 

MOS 6510

Become Raspberry Pi

Circuits breaking

 

You screwed me after you finished

Tempting me again

Making me hot in ways only electric can

 

Old to new, now I emulate

Commodore-64

As the 8 bit world turns, I’ll always be your computer whore.

 

The Art of Suffocation

The Art of Suffocation

I’m here, I’m queer and so is the existential fear

I’m here, I’m queer and so is the existential fear