To Kill A Process Poem by Xiaoyuan Yin

To Kill a Process
To make rolls with caviar, lemon and dill;
To dive into the hinterland of a railway timetable in hope of catching a black-headed gull underneath;
To set a clock to your biological clock；to filter the trickling sunshine with Chemex paper;
To double-check tone needs with a copy machine; to keep your battery charged with water and pure air...
Steps to take:
Start Task Manager by Ctrl+Alt+Delete. Set priorities.
Cut, sand and polish it-with resolution.
Shreds floating in the air tried to form new logics: To catch the smell of dill with Chemex paper, and set its tone to your needs...
The clock is always the last thing to deal with. （After all, it is not the clock in Benjamin Button's story that runs backwards）
To kill a process-unsuccessfully. Just confusing multithreading.
You were in a jam between "static" and possible velocity.
A sign sent from outside：Cover of the Enigma Album-
Seven Lives Many Faces
"Are you good at Excel？""Just so-so. "
"Expand the selection before you sort a column, or the data no longer match up."（There is a sin in making a cell…）
- why could a caviar roll be attuned to "double helix of time"，
and a conversation with the copy machine possibly "gave sunshine a honey hue? "
"Wheat is ripe when seasons were interwoven within,
while the copy machine harbored vagrant colors around."