enterA Poem by Nobody.Renee said, "I truly believe that people have become so desensitized by everything that they don't see things for what they are." That idea inspired this piece.
enter enter my
crawlspace: deep, deeper
still, until chills
sink teeth into marrow of soul. heady wormhole
as cold as a dead man’s kiss; frozen torture-bliss
for this near nerveless heart. take apart
the apparatus that still pretends to feel, roll the
steel gears in your warm little hands. the sad
man who once lived in this haunted machine has melted
away into the metal and grease, and ceased
the rusty tearstains that painted the hull and the
ghostly love songs mulling about the main deck. splayed
wreckage of his life has been scrapped for parts; the remainder
sleeps down in a forever abyss. twist your
long hot fingers around in my hair, rub every
pale inch of my joyless machine, breathe
acrid steam that rises from my engine room core. adore what
is left of my human façade. pray to
your fleshy god that you’ll never be as unique as I am. damned to
trudge though an internal tundra until
the flywheels grind to mechanical halt, and,
then, hope hard that no-one can fix me. © 2011 Nobody.Featured Review
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