Cyberpunk 2077 Model

Daniel C.

Cracked under sandals rusty metal,
Human remains crunched...
Over dump a high-pitched wind walking,
I got up from the squeaky bed.
Throwing aside door sheet steel,
I crawled out on a mountain of rubble
Ridiculous machine, big and weird.,
Left as a gift for posterity...
And the biomechanics of black pupils
I looked around keenly.
Habitually ached sore shoulder.
Again microchip overheated...
A lifeless world, my usual landscape,
My house is man-made illusions...
Amusing arranged ancestors collage
From black and gray diffusions...
Water flows down the bald top,
A long time since rain had never happened.
The water goes in depth without a trace,
Through the mountains of bones and metal.
But what disturbed me at night?
I pulled the bolt of the machine gun.
Went down to the funnel, the rain fell, ringing...
I menacingly exclaimed: "Is there someone?"
Perhaps wandered lonely mutant -
Crazy miracle era.
Android whether to persist in, the cyber-soldiers
Squeaks on zamochennoy prog...
And again distinguish other people's steps,
I'm heading straight for it.
My home is my castle, hold on, enemies.
You lead will light the candles.
But snatched from the darkness my all-seeing eyes
A thin figure of a child.
I flinched. Fearlessly stared at point blank range
A very young girl.
Two brown flash natural eye,
And shoulders skinny, smile...
And the skin is clean, no scars, no sores...
I dropped it. And unsteady
Swung to the ground, reached out a hand
In a titanium faded glove...
She smiled: "you waited for me? Yes?"
And quietly already: "All right."
In fatigue sweet I collapsed a sheaf
With a single thought: "Wait.
The last me in the world big and empty
With the death of his met..."