[computer room]

i am floating outside the party
beyond the beer, harsh light,
spiralling sound of familiar music
inside the soft, dark room
looking at these lights.
their colours tunnel forwards to my eyes
paling the room of grey and brown.
their brightness dances,
but perfectly -
lifeless and consistent,
the binary beauty is comforting.
hum and whirr forever meaningless;
safety touches me
in the computer room.

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