Machines
Conversations with myself
manoeuvring through
machines manning
crowded with strangers
every day
various tasks
comprehension lost
rediscovered, lifted up, and lost
again
reborn
in another form
to participate
in Mass
where chanting like in a church is heard
from different wired connections
leaving no room for objection
only to carry on with the job
in hand
when my brain isn’t properly connected
there are improper glitches between
its wires
for I am attired
in all my invisible disabilities
in the most fashionable clothes to make
not to disclose
them in front of others
not to be “eaten alive” by the wrong one
apprehension
of the inner version
of myself
damn it!
I’m on it
already
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17 November 2021
revised on 11 July 2022
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originally published at https://medium.com
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Moon Desert
UK-based
BA in Cultural Studies
Crime Fiction: Love
Poetry: Friend
Psychology: Salvation
I write only because there is a voice within me that will not be still.
Sylvia Plath
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