few are here to hear me tear
but bits are near to quell my fear
bits on discs, bits in air,
bits in print are here and there
bits of people broken down
played and paused in sight and sound
biotic bonds discretely wound
to mimic life, erase my frown
hear me bits—
quell me bits—
help me up from feeling down
Bits and Behavior
Musings about software and the world's attempt to understand it
