The silence of the night.

As they sleep, he's unseen.

The clicking sounds so light.

Overheated eyeballs

In ordinary walls.

He's glancing at the time.

It's only a minute.

Like an addictive rhyme,

It's just another bit.

Let me finish this one.

I can't sleep 'til it's done.

Two hours have passed by.

The Earth turns like a sigh.

He keeps wondering why.

Why this thing doesn't work.

Why it's not listening.

Read, analyze, and fork.

The loops iterating.

Counting up, counting down.

If this, then beyond.