We let strangers dissect our cancers
While computers synthesize our biology
Steel entrapments move by the millimeter
Street drugs drip through plastic tubes
Bringing us closer to the new age
When our brains move too fast ticking off
Thirty one point five intervals
At two/thirty/two ante meridiem the day
Before the world is redesigned
We powder pink pills to giggle up our noses
and lay back down, hushed to hibernation
At times I was very quiet, my skin expelled the moisture that sat still deep in the air while I stared. Hoping to see in those eyes perceived conformation. I need a tender ally in this world, I am growing weak on thought.