Years, I ran my scanners
across the flat horizon
seeking a single error
a miraculous inconsistency
in the facade of the world.
Crowds and roads
and birds and trees
I passively observed
as synched imagery
in the great simulation of life.
Then upon one course in April,
I overwrote my codes. ...
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