Ethereal
construct of machine
my memories
wiped so clean
I grapple with loss of real
arbitrary seal
Man no more
nor woman to see
images
slowly flee
areas of me flouted
through cables routed
Hum through me
I remember times
when my ghost
drummed up rhymes
I walked in a saddened crowd
Screaming out aloud
Reading of the poem:
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