I am gathering each grain
of sand to mix with the cement
For my broken spine

I am chipping rusted iron
And digging my outstretched
Fingers into the earth
For new ore
For my lifeblood

I am rewiring my heart
Waiting for each electron
To seep out of the new battery
Because there is resistance
In my familiar comfort in apathy

I need resurrection
I need to be human
Not a clone machine
Not a has been
Do I dare to hope again