Friday 22 November 2013

#48 - Amstrad Dream

The orange bar that bespeaks compatibility
and the eerie solidity of a cassette ka-chuck ing
into the player. I have watched that cola-black
magnetic tape roll over unfathomable heads,

heard the raven-shriek of data unspooling,
a Ouija board summoning blocky phantoms
into this looking glass. Some obey my commands.
Others seek to kill me. Sometimes,

I recognise myself in those monochrome eyeballs.
I watch colours bleed into each other,
and I feel two worlds connecting.

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