Trapped in a chip

I hear your voice

coming from the inside

you cant fit all in there

so grand you are

scaring to the bone

I want to seek you

taking it apart

you are getting stronger

can i find your body too

in this tiny piece of machinery

your voice is neat

are you doing it on purpose

let me dig deeper

and place screws aside

I come to the heart of it all

only to find you in the shower













2003-2005 Douwe Monsma