There are parts of me like a hotel
Luxurious hold up a cocktail
Desert the sub - par knurls
Of thought , abortions to not seed

There are parts of me metallic
Beautiful hardware, durable
Rusts all kinds of gusts
Vermin to be trampled,
Yes those are it's musts
Doesn't feel doesn't filter
Thus risks to be it's own malware
PARALYSIS

There are parts of me melodic
Catchy,the luring bridge
But what they capture behold
Are not lyrics I always wish to sing
Everyday ,they got me love...once
There are parts of me.. inconsistently found

There are parts of me hallowed
Meant for taking by the Lord
But I lend, not donate
Strict, a defunct sonnet
Still willingly believes
He can make it as a free verse

There are parts of me borrowed
Like a shirt,a shoe or a hat
I don't put them on anymore
They know the bottom of my drawers
As corpses know the morgue

There are parts of me that have been swindled
Robbed in adolescence, again in culture
Some were returned later
No longer useful.... slain

But there are parts of me
Happy like Christmas morning
Come once a year
Twice if I mail the others
To forgetfulness
Without an address
That spite would not know
Where it used to live