warning signsA Poem by delapruchna.got this spreading, tingling, numbing, pulsating, stabbing, throbbing, pain that won’t take a vacation, that won’t give itself a rest, that won’t lighten up & i’m wondering doc, if this is a warning sign that i, as a human, just wasn’t built to live beyond 30… and yet we insist as a fervently curious technologically progressive species, that i should. in this interim between the biological & the transhuman, between the transhuman & the enhanced version of whatever might be left of me if my dice are rolled right, i eagerly await your diagnosis. © 2013 delapruch |
Stats
57 Views
Added on March 18, 2013 Last Updated on March 18, 2013 Authordelapruchnothingville, NYAboutBio: The writer we call delapruch has been writing since infancy. His first piece was scrawled on the inside of his mother’s womb. Long since published, the rights now reside in the hands o.. more..Writing
|