Cyber Life

CYBER LIFE My stamen a purple flare of Light lit from Galactic Sun igniting me for an hour or a day a week or month, who knows ? Portholes open ever so slightly Time truly an illusion Between petals I zoom extracting nectar for cloaking against cyber pistols, unpeelings invasions, unveilings, insertions with fire eating flesh A joke tastes of poison Moon a metallic observer Buttons, knobs, numbers, clicks My babes in their Pleiadian pods incubated quietly like geraniums in the backyard Radiants swirl down marbled stairways No corridors or medbeds touched trained so on a faraway planet Sheets folded in symphony without speck, sparkle or frequency We were strapped Plutonians commanded destruction Tails chopped or dissolved pendulums swung A silent silvery slippery kiss below a peppered moustache pats on backs for a job well done My stamen wilted into mauve Galactic Sun still waits for me, as I return to civilian couch ©GhairoDanielsPoetry&Song 2022