The Optimizer Algorithm
A poem by Adrian Jonklaas
Incessant
In its quest for perfection
(I can’t breathe)
It makes mundane multitasking
Splinter my mind.
Brain juice
Diverges
Down cranial crannies
Into roots
Of traversed trees
(Please
Make me whole again);
Each path
Probed for possibilities
Of (social) success.
At the bottom
I find myself:
I am a
(Name/) Number.
Peerless.
