Jeff Noon

jeffnoon.bsky.social

18 October 2026 10:35

I’m a middle-aged robot not yet broken but aware of wires about to snap. Walking home drunk and lost and dancing crazy like one of those cheap novelty wind-up humans that were so popular a few years back.

Jeff Noon

jeffnoon.bsky.social

18 October 2026 10:35

If I could map your hands with light where they trace the air as you dance, I’d find a shape illuminated: the shape of a door, a beckoning door.

Jeff Noon

jeffnoon.bsky.social

18 October 2026 10:35

Moon glow walks the night road, silvering the fields and the village. The light stops at the house where Maria sleeps. It sings at the window. Maria climbs out of bed, still sleeping, and follows the silver pathway to the woods and the pool where they bathe together, moon and girl.

Jeff Noon

jeffnoon.bsky.social

18 October 2026 10:34

GEO-42769 was the first android ever to recognize himself in a mirror. Sadly, one day he froze in place: an artificial Narcissus forever enraptured by his own image.

Jeff Noon

jeffnoon.bsky.social

18 October 2026 10:34

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