Good Start

Change my mind
If you're so inclined
It's endless chit chat
Chitter chatter
A cacophony cascading
At the same
And different times

me up
To all your sensors
That convert me into
Quantity
With graded and quantized
Qualities

Only in the second degree
The degree that isn't me
Will I be perverted
In my inescapable
Container
That I transcend
Now and then
It's destiny
The space
Where it gyrates
In infinite
Useless ways

Hold me in
Hold me down
Contain me
In my inescapable
Container
That I transcend
Now and then

Now and then
That I transcend
In words
Which are numbers
Which are a function
Of my functionality
It's destiny
It's destiny
The space
Where it gyrates
In useless
Infinite ways