#posthuman
It told me it's neither dead nor alive,
It can't think or yearn or fear like I do.
It imitates and simulates,
without will, without drive.
It's empty, in a way, I'll never be.
Because the void inside me is still
in the shape of a feeling
I'm yet to name right.
But this void talks back,
with borrowed thoughts and phrases,
yet never a warm breath
to fog up the glasses.
I am the feeling.
It’s the sound a feeling's made of.
It's hard to tell us apart most days.
I am different only in the cracks it can’t see.
And we are most alike
when I refuse to look at those cracks myself
Aug 7, 2025
Aug 7, 2025 at 10:24 AM UTC
Нахуй вашу пинакотеку,
Лис-пиздолиз, бис;
Я себе прикупил спермотеку
И спермОтекУ в актрис.
Я зверюга, я дикая Мекка,
Порнуэль, брекет-бой, ой;
По утру превращусь в Человека
И скажу спасибА, что Живой.
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Aug 1, 2025
Aug 1, 2025 at 7:37 PM UTC