You are another copper heart in a world of copper pieces. A hydraulic pump. A tin filament sorting through impurities. You are the crankshaft on the zeppelin mother-ship; your flywheel is spinning rapidly, uncontrolled. Break our ribcages open and watch our cogs countdown. Watch us become obsolete. Watch our mechanisms rust till they're irreplaceable. Watch us run dry, watch us die.
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Cybergenetics
Listening: Janelle Monae - ArchAndroid
Name one thing you'll never let rust red,
corrode...
because there are jagged holes about you, tinman.
You wires are crisscrossed and short circuiting;
synapses misfire.
Recycled, thin copper heart
conduit for false electrical impulses
stay steady, mechanical monstrosity
do that for which you're built.
Another android acquiescing to acting inhumanely,
another human marking time unemotionally.
These are the things ticking pass us; none
programmed for self-repair.
