![]() {...cyborg man...}A Poem by Christopher Michael Smith
Asian orient
Cyborg man Led me through dimensions I have yet to understand Long hair white White sleeve low Asian cyborg man Offered to show Multiple outcomes Dimensions here nor there Asian cyborg Arm of steel Mind of telecommunication Not yet real Through layers of time A path chosen or not This cyborg man Has secrets about Inter-communications Telepathic waves Cyborg man Digs no graves One arm flesh Second one steel Cyborg man Knows the deal Fuk us hi ma Fuk us the world Fuk us hi ma Fuk us the spoiled Radio active Gamma, beta, & alpha Transforming waves Rewriting DNA Close of a century Turn of a page Cyborg man Knows no age Takes notes diligently Wisp of the pen Cyborg man Knows not sin Good nor bad Right nor wrong Dimensions down the road Possible, maybe not But cyborg man Does not rot Human flesh Decays over time When bred with technology Like it or not Cyborg man Hotter than hot. © 2012 Christopher Michael Smith |
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Added on May 22, 2012 Last Updated on May 22, 2012 Author![]() Christopher Michael SmithClinton, NCAboutEgo sum qui sum - 'I am what I am' Poetry is my creative expression here upon this floating ball of dust called Earth. Nothing feels as appeasing as watching a pen glide across a virgin page, watc.. more..Writing
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