Chapter 31

CODE

It’s a geeky cliché

But when I’m writing code

I feel like a wizard

Weaving spells that bring

Life and thought to inanimate matter.

I carefully choose symbols

From an arcane grammar

And string them together on a glowing screen

Like the sorcerer’s apprentice

Commanding recursive armies

Of dumb slaves, forcing them

To do my bidding.

With a flick of my wrist,

I summon up my intangible

Spell books and check my syntax

So that I do not summon forth demons.

I test the spells in a

Virtual pentagram that protects

The real world of data

From my sorceries.

Then, poised at the edge of

A giant web of pulsing mana,

I invoke the Name

And unleash my creations on the world.