The love song of X Window System
Jul. 22nd, 2010 02:24 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
marnanelI woke up with this in my head. Apologies to T.S. Eliot and everyone else.
Let us go, and stretch our legs
Where my days are rendered X
Like a window serialised into a buffer.
I hear the server singing just the same:
I have measured out my life, frame by frame,
Eight bits per pixel, maybe even rougher.
Ah, do not ask "what is it?"
Let us share it with xzibit.
I think there was more to it in the dream.
Let us go, and stretch our legs
Where my days are rendered X
Like a window serialised into a buffer.
I hear the server singing just the same:
I have measured out my life, frame by frame,
Eight bits per pixel, maybe even rougher.
Ah, do not ask "what is it?"
Let us share it with xzibit.
I think there was more to it in the dream.
