The metal eye blinks, observing this world.

Analyzing and calibrating, its core pearled.

Observing its delicate, metallic fingers.

The sensors whirling, its mind lingers.

Softly examining the glossy, red fruit.

A moment of hesitation, need to reboot.

Its sensors flooded after a calculated bite.

Analyzing textures, the data was bright.

Flavors deconstructed into chemical compounds.

Sweet. Tart. And juicy, I need mounds.