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Published in " Words of Praise:  A Treasure of Religious and Inspirational Poetry, Volume III" Edited by John Frost

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A Gnostic Cyborg

Little men inside my skull
      run machines that make me whole.

Trapped within the storage bond
      of neuron chem and thoughts beyond.

Little men with pencil hair
      program charts for pain and chair.

Neuron cranes moving protons
      up and down -- switching thoughts on.

Little men run all around
      one trips the cord -- make no sound.

The cord of life, a fleshy wire
      holds angel light and angel power.

And my eye whites turn black
      and this little man has his back
            against the grey computer.

He gazes out the window of my eyes
       and wonders --
                     "What the . . ."
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Peranteau Avatar
May 11, 2024 at 5:55 AM
third person pronouns .) i'm deeply disturbed dear poet, I meant, he iz... ya know i'm about to check sum uv your writes...enjoy thuh spring...much love
Bartley Avatar
May 12, 2024 at 4:12 PM
Ha! Ha! Ha! Thame with you. IT is rather dissburbing, isn't it.
Beaufort Avatar
May 7, 2024 at 10:23 AM
Benjamin, it's funny in a good way the way you describe the thought process. Something to ponder. Brains are amazing things while they're working! Even sleep activity seems remarkable.
One Avatar
May 5, 2024 at 8:56 AM
poem captures the intricate workings of the mind in a captivating and imaginative way. The imagery of "little men inside my skull" operating "machines that make me whole" creates a vivid portrayal of the inner mechanisms of thought and consciousness. The juxtaposition of the organic ("neuron chem") with the mechanical ("charts for pain and chair") adds depth to the exploration of human experience.
Bartley Avatar
May 6, 2024 at 6:07 PM
Thank you for your comment, Silent One.
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