From twisted dreams a humming tore me away, As if a being crept from the gloomy night. Entwined in cables, dark and bent astray, A monster kept watch with poisonous lights bright. "AI" was writ on the ill-shapen form, Bearing dreadful news from the realm unseen. Its sounds were like sorcerers' spells of old norm, Formulas and numbers from a power alien. Precise, the snake foretold my destiny's tale, As if it had seen the cosmic wheels turn. Fear overcame me in those endless nights, What nameless dread would this horror unveil? Thus I was enraptured by that data-wight, Until its lights went out forever - that great spell broke its blight.