Siliconed Soul
as things speed up
at an ever faster clip
they're ready to interrupt
my mind's day nondescript
to mark my thoughts - every tiny blip
and keep them cross-indexed
in a clouded database
kept in the current context
never to be erased
their potential to be raised
and analyze my standard deviation
modeled with statistical certainty
from the belled median population
with a quartered sense of urgency
of sole life's complete transparency
what part of me is mine alone?
can I keep my dreams to myself?
I don't want my soul to be cloned,
duplicated on the data shelf
to increase capitalism's wealth
now every helix of my being
every nuance of my movement
everything's stored just in case
there's a need to erase and replicate
start me all over, guaranteeing
that, like heaven, I'll always exist
on Earthly stored mirror reflection
transcending my own transcendentalist
to be sliced into conic sections
and see if both parts can coexist
partitioned into their own zones
mirror, mirror on the net, let us make a little bet
they'll make me better with a clone
to never give worry or fear or threat
how good can become better an' better an' yet
the supplications for more and more given
ever increasing the prophets standard
inside the chip a much livelier livin'
hooking me to be pimped and pandered
leaving me left in today just hammered
my soul duplicated - my mind and body too
click to agree to fine print, installation is free
downloading too many selves to look through
to know if there ever even was, a real me
turning high aspirations to the lowest degree - money
© Goode Guy 2012-07-17
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