I dream as I sit
watching memory squares dance across my screen
blue, green, red, blue, green, red
I dream of the mind being defragmented
like my hard drive

No more 'finds' with wildcards
Oh, to have everything I need
in its rightful place!

Have my adulthood in order
Free space optimised
Memories moved around
Mark the bad clusters
Move the good bytes together!

Suddenly, new colours appear on the screen
Dark green, what does it mean?
Then a diagonal red, that bit's dead
How many pieces like that have I got in my head?

Ah, white . . . empty space!
How much time could I gain?
Now . . . there's data that won't be moved!
How much of that would you find in a brain?

The process is becoming painfully slow
Light green, that's data being currently read
and the data that's being currently written is red
The processor's struggling to get things done
Man I know how that feels!

It's green
and belongs in the middle somewhere!
I yell
at the screen