A Spy Among Us

It sat in the middle of the room
Watching us.

Acting as the
Critical eye of god.

Eavesdropping into our conversations.
Labeling us.
It thought to itself:
“This one here is pretentious.”
Or:
“That one needs to hush.”

And it’s grey foundation
Full of squeaks
Started to creep it
Away.

The orange and yellow arms
Processing the data
Whistling with excitement
Readying it for storage

In some great
World database.

So later,
In the middle of the night
When insomnia hits

Dressed in an alluring nightgown
With a cup of sweet tea
Destiny can come uncover it.
Log in.
Reply to some.
Trash the rest.

And organize our lives.

Freewrite: Write abou this big ol' hnk of something that was in front of the class covered.