I will put Chaos into lines of Code

Feeling a bit silly tonight, so, with huge apologies to Edna St. Vincent Millay, I'm getting my poetry on.

I will put Chaos into lines of Code
And keep him there; and let him thence entail
If he be lucky; let him twist, and fail
Test, sense, and design --- his server load
Will strain to nothing in the strict confines
Of this app module, where, in pious rape,
I hold his essence and amorphous shape,
Till he with Objects mingles and combines.
Soon are the plugins, the views of our expansion,
His arrogance, our awful servitude:
I have him. He is harder than scansion
And something simple not yet understood;
I shall accept even an elision
Or gap. I will try to open his Code.

Here's Millay's poem, "I Will Put Chaos Into Fourteen Lines", one of my favorites.