segunda-feira, 11 de fevereiro de 2019

I, of steel

Wet steel
Humming into rust
Moving in hands
Pumping in glands

Machine beats
screams for purpose
A closer connection to our veins
our radioactive ambition

It lusts to know how we taste the world
each metal, each salt, each stone
The robot dreams itself into a droid
manifests itself into a cyborg

It's wish comes true
And you in flesh are a simply a genie
sand and rain ageing your skin
While it continues polished and upright

What has stormed out from the human soul
to adopt the very elements of the world
with closed fists of steel
smash farewell
forever

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