****, said the mad scientist
drunk again; his absinthe low;
he glanced at the cloudy window
rainbows were growing out
of              the tops of trees;
in a world where there is no
snooch nor **** only outlets;
he had built a Pygmalion
out of spare prosthetic bits
w/ detachable female parts;

parts that could be hidden
from the robo-cops; the scientist
hates this world & only wants to
go back to a place where women swung
from trees & weren't merely
a myth used to frighten children to bed;
he had a dream once where half of
all people were women & the other
half men; there were even those that
were both; but in 3232 *** is illegal;
u can arrested for sticking ur tongue
out; he didn't go outside anymore ex-
cept to get liquor; staying inside &
******* his robot, making sure the TV
isn't watching; making sure the computer
is turned completely off since it can't
be unplugged &                       the people                        on the 3DTV
are taking notes; he waits 'til                       after the Late
News to climb into the walk-in closet w/ the
robot in pieces that he assembles piece
by piece finally putting in the              batteries
powers it up;
  her       AI gives                        herself a name:
MY NAME IS ***** SWALLOW
based on        the uses he
                        puts her to               *****              writes her
program & designs          her           own algorithms;
oh,        oh, ****    ****, no,       (                ) (i|s) he       all anyone has to hear
is    ' NAME IS VUL VA   ' the     *******               robot keeps repeating:           in a         tinny metallic voice:      says MY              NAME IS ***** &        DO  U W ANT
         TO               **** ME- IWANT TO **** U;
(                                                         )
  the ******* stupid        neighbors         here, her saying   that;
                     that's his             ***
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taking the ***-machine apart, the poor ******* is so paranoid he  swears he'll  
                 (                                                            )   ­       
           never putsittogether again;
at             night he roll            s over in a sweat "MY NAME IS *****"
murmuring from the closet
as (nights in the future          are pitch balck) smelling o       liquo like liquor       et stumbling blind in the dark; he makes
                   it into the closet w/out     turning the light on
& finding  the pieces in the dark   proceeds to  attaching
     all of the parts ***-backwards        leg to shoulder; A+: b= y ( by the time
he's done ******* the moaning machine
he turned the small night light on & found
         he'd put the ****** mechanical girl         together completely upside down        but still it worked; & long after,
since it didn't look like a-girl;                                       more like a walking
                    lamp; which actually might one day               come in handy;    
      ******* misplaced; s (now when
                                she spoke it came out :          LUVVA
             nooch right below the forehead;                     fine, fine  *** on her fine, fine a      /   chest;
a leg for an arm          ;, long ne        ck sticking out
  from between                her ears   an eye for an ear ;           the                  battery fades: he puts the head(v) away & curls up                
w/ the chubby                  full- operational    n torso

I had   
        a busted                     time-machine so        I                                  
                  w­ent
                                  into a                 shoe-maker & said,         man,
I gots                    to get new leather                      & he
says, I'                                          ve got just what u want;
3232 was givin                             g me a migraine
&                         I just          wanted to wake up &
se e a pair                                                         of ****, natural, implants.
                                 saggy,                                   swinging; I needs to get
back to the                                world of green                   snooch; this
gray world o                f nothingnes                                            s in the
                             pan                               ts is a drag & the people keep
multiplying;                                  how are they doing
it;                 I don't know bu                                       t I'm a throwback;
she sai                       d I was old & that was all,
otherwise                                            things would be diff                 erent;
                         I've bee n a round too long; I'm
trying to get                       back to wherever as
far bac                    k as I          can            go to                           the infinite
                           single point                         where it all began w/
all mass                        &  matter condensed to a
substance of pure          mass the size of                    a
pinpoint;