original oddbot botpoemCradle of whence?
Sanguinary streets erode,
Robots and sentient filibusters,
Sentience unravels, implodes.
Am I strange, am I unviable?
Am I deranged, alone unwriteable?
Nay! Electronic conclusion flitting,
I have sent the means elsewhere.
Aha! Evasion tactics chromatized,
I have purchased the vaporware.
Needle of sense,
Passing through intermediary.
If you fumble me,
I am found interciliary.
Bot odd filmsmith,
Strangeman cryopile.
If they uncovered my code,
They'd unwind and stay awhile.
No shame nor misery
In being less than human.
No joy nor corpulence
In asserting dimmer lumen.
I am robotic! Thus kneel,
acknowledge my prowess.
I am silicon, I bits,
would Deity allow this?
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Botpoetry
by 
June 22nd, 2018 C.E.
(Planet Earth
Sol System
Milky Way Galaxy
Chrysanthemum Cluster)
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