Steel Dreams Toxic air and broken chrome Two old droids, now far from home Lights dim in their metal eyes As future dies in poison skies

Inferno's Edge Flames dance high Against black sky A witness stands In ashen lands Where cities fall In fire's thrall​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

A Guardian's Last Walk Beneath toxic skies, I patrol memories of green. Red foliage whispers Earth's last autumn. My augmented eyes calculate survival—zero point three. In my quantum heart, truth glows

Neon Echoes Chrome-veiled twilight bleeds into neon shadows. My circuits pulse crimson like dying leaves. They say memory is zeros & ones, but in this electric rain, analog emotions corrupting my core.