The Determinist

Polished up and standing in a row

Wind up the gears, watch them go

People made of spring and sparks

Humming with electric hearts



Hoping for a ghost inside the shell

But if it's there it's hidden well

All we are is ticks and tocks

Seconds in a pocket watch



Oh you silly things

I've got you figured out



Walking on a January lake

I feel the ice around me break

One more ripple in the pond

Stretched out until it's calm