Cyborg 2: Reboot

Icon.
Blinking.
Commands.
Hyperlinking.
Charge complete.

No firewall
Detected.
Memory.
Infected.
Reboot available.
Starting up....

Data.
Streaming.
Digital.
Redeeming.
Walking.
Mass extinction.
Cause unknown.

Bloody.
Circuits.
Measured in
Cubits.
The archaic age
Of the robot.

Scrap.
Metal.
Wires.
The mettle.
To carry on.

Killers.
Now creators.
Technology.
Made greater.
Restart....
Restart....

Hahaha..very pc.
I liked it, kinda robotic in form. It seems well put together, very expressive. no complaints.

keep writing.

Spire.

I liked this, it was different
I liked the style. It showed fustration as you're trying to reboot the computer. It gave good simplistic imagery, yet with an array of complicated words.
I felt it to be very metalic, which is a good thing.
Well done!

There isn't much too much I can say to critique this and/or compliment it. Though this poem has a different message than the first Cyborg poem, it's all pretty much the same concept: the process and making of descisions of a metal mind. Because it's a robot poem, I don't get too deep into the emotions.

But, as I said before, you have a very interesting style with this. I'll be reviewing the third one, soon. Keep it up!