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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

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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haphazardmelody Jan 3, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Really, this is fascinating.
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:iconerinm31:
I've featured your wonderful poem in my journal: fav.me/d6sbzip :heart:
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:iconerinm31:
Great work! :heart: I love the unique imagery, feeling at once alien and intimately relatable. Well done! :clap:
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i love this so much. :heart:
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