Poetry · volume 1
Hybrid
I'm half machineAt least Don't look at me too closelyI've been inside for a long timeI might do something you don't likeLikeAsk you a questionOne that probes See I've forgotten my decorumBut yours is held up by bullshitAnd I think that's why it stinks You've forgotten your humanityYour dissonance is deceptiveAnd you've got your own quorum on that there deviceSo who am I? When we pass byPlease don't look me in the eyeIt makes me wildly uncomfortableWe need to keep the machine under control