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one day i asked him to rewire me and he did
and there was a key that opened up my ribcage like some safe
like it’s worth protecting what’s in there
and he cut open nerve centers and peered inside with his microscope eyes and
he fixed me, replaced lines of nerve cells with copper wiring and didn’t realize nerves are made in the synapses, in the spaces between the cells
he rewired me and left no spaces in my head and
i didn’t feel real anymore
and there was a key that opened up my ribcage like some safe
like it’s worth protecting what’s in there
and he cut open nerve centers and peered inside with his microscope eyes and
he fixed me, replaced lines of nerve cells with copper wiring and didn’t realize nerves are made in the synapses, in the spaces between the cells
he rewired me and left no spaces in my head and
i didn’t feel real anymore
Ugh
Sometimes I think the hardest thing about poetry is consistently finding something to talk about and searching for a voice and all that 
But it's also really fun
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Really, this is fascinating.