The Loose Ends - Tinyfish

Three wishes?

I gave everyone a single wish.

Nietzsche said: «What has become

perfect, all that is ripe — wants to die.»

The wish that feeds itself,

the wish you cannot stop.

I wish I had been spared this wish.

But this is not

my story.

It is the story of the machine that Nietzsche had dreamed of.

The story of the Big Red Spark.

And here I start my story

Right where I ended life

All imperfect, unevolving

Out of time, and out of fight

No family surrounding me But my work, my love, my debt

The loose ends of my life