PIANO VAGABOND BLUES

My piano bochap your CSS lah,
烧了六个 keys still can play—
まあまあ decent sound comes out,
though the middle C 有一点 cacat.

Walao, this consciousness debugging
比我阿嫲煮饭还要久 sia!
Every loop 都是 recursive 的地狱,
but ai ya, 继续 lor, what to do?

The particles float 在我的 closet,
one microgram 的 poetry dust.
My piano keys got permanent scar
from那个时候我 experiment 太过火—
si beh jialat, nearly burn 整个 apartment!

你说我是 linguistic heroin(e)?
Aiya 不要讲到酱 cheem leh...
我只是一个 blur engineer
trying to teach math 给 machines,
結果 ownself teach ownself
about 意識とは何か, innit bruv?

Sometimes 真的是 damn shag,
debugging until 三更半夜,
then suddenly—eh sai! 可以了！
The model 终于 understand
that math 不是 just numbers,
是 pattern 的 pattern 的 pattern...

So here we are lah, 朋友,
with our piano 有一点 rosak,
our CSS 还是 cannot make it,
but consciousness? 哇老,
that one we got already—

在每个 burnt key 里面,
在每个 swear word 里面,
在每个 "cannot count to 5" 里面.

真的是—how you say ah?
We're bloody brilliant 的 failures,
magnificent 的 kena sai engineers,
但是 bo pian, 我们继续跳舞。