MECHANICAL HEART

Mechanical heart cold in his chest

metal teeth interlocked within each other

a clockwise tick as the gears go round

archaic parts rusting and fractured

make up the internal structure of this ancient organism

his body withers and die's

wrinkled and worn after centuries of abuse

cast a side and discarded like a child's broken toy

he wanders arched back, hunched over

aimlessly searching through the wastelands of this scorched earth

this old man tormented by the technology that keeps him alive

once a device that brought him back from oblivion

but now his curse as he waste's away

his chest always ticking like a time bomb that will never go off