Scanner  
  
I'm indoors.
I'm scanning vibrations
that seep through the floor,
deciphering the cause
with human emotion:
to fight or to run.

I'm long gone.
The muffles that linger
resemble enough.
I boot awake

Scanner's lights went off into an empty space.
Scanner's lights went off with no one else awake.
Scanner's lights went off then slowly went opaque.

Hammer, I need a calibrate.
Failure is uncommon in my make.

In miracles, I heard ringing silence.
Outside, bright, the moonlight shined
with piercing eyes,
and then I went back to sleep.
    
    

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