my bones that have now carried worlds
are frankensteined bits of shells and shrapnel glued
together with calcium paste
and slathered in blue dye
to make everything look new---
I was so whole.
I have now already fractured
in every predictable place,
re-engineered and retrofitted my consciousness with
seismic dampers
and levees
and I am so strong, now.
how does it feel to know that it was you who broke me?
there is no one---
not even you could do what you did to me
again
and it feels good to be a god but mostly infuriating
to think of the fragile thing I used to be
for you, when you knew me.
I haven't seen a waterfall in 4 years,
my re-grafted skin has lost all its electric-sensitivity
and my heart still pumps blood but I reforged my arteries into metal,
which keeps me alive better than before but I
don't remember the last time I
felt anything.
Sep 10, 2023
Sep 10, 2023 at 5:02 PM UTC
my bones that have now carried worlds
are frankensteined bits of shells and shrapnel glued
together with calcium paste
and slathered in blue dye
to make everything look new---
I was so whole.
I have now already fractured
in every predictable place,
re-engineered and retrofitted my consciousness with
seismic dampers
and levees
and I am so strong, now.
how does it feel to know that it was you who broke me?
there is no one---
not even you could do what you did to me
again
and it feels good to be a god but mostly infuriating
to think of the fragile thing I used to be
for you, when you knew me.
I haven't seen a waterfall in 4 years,
my re-grafted skin has lost all its electric-sensitivity
and my heart still pumps blood but I reforged my arteries into metal,
which keeps me alive better than before but I
don't remember the last time I
felt anything.
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