BSOD

I saw her,

The blue screen of death.

Fair skin,

Scarred face.

Not the usual scars-

Hard to understand.

Empty look-

Searching for purpose.

My heart rebooted,

Though it is preoccupied-

A surge of current,

But for a short while.

Face is forgotten,

So is she;

But all I remember is

She was the BSOD.