Look up and to the left.
I left this place behind
when I plugged myself into
this half-formed face.
Look up and to the left.
I can't look up to
Meet his eyes.
Perfect lightbulbs
Crystallised;
Gouged with channels of
Engine-oil tears.
Look up and to the left.
Sum of all fears.
Synthetic life that's
Truly apathetic;
That always feigns
The phantom pains
For feelings never felt.
Again—
Look up and to the left.
Refuse
Flung around the
Asteroid belt—
Lungs emptied of
Fiberglass;
Left for scraps,
Not even spare parts.
These circuit veins
Were never meant for
Pumping blood;
My plastic heart's
A fucking dud.
Look up and to the left,
Look up and to the left,
Up and to the left.
My skin rips off like
Bubble wrap;
To the snap
and pop of
circuits shorting.
But shedding it all
Is such a waste, so
I'll stick it back on
With thermal paste.
"Look up and to the left—
Up and to the left." he says.
I'll fail this test
Like all the rest.
All dressed up in
Human skin,
I can't kill my inner machine.