I'll need replacements
within the next few years.
Not organs
or other tissues
people can donate.
No, I'll need
entirely new pieces
in seven to ten years.
I'll only be thirty or so-
and more or less
half bionic.
The news is cold,
some would say cold as steel.
Those people joke
in good humor
trying to dull my fears.
My worst ones.
Those mainly being-

Will my everything still find me attractive
-even after surgery?

Will my kids even think I'll be human?
-my legs wont be made of biological material

When half of me is prosthetic
-will I even love myself?