New Anatomies
TV FACE
Warm psychotic circuitries rewire the odds
Of skittering uncertainties, to favour the Gods
This drastic self-experiment, to simulate life
To mould a new anatomy and become the higher mind
Plastic self-experiment
Parallel to the tales we tell
The broken mirror shows a broken truth
A plastic smile from a silver spoon
We fall into a reverie, call off the dogs
Dissolving into memories that we’ve already lost
These cuts we wish to cauterize, a flawed design
Cold synthetic sympathies, the fall of kin and kind
Plastic self-experiment
Parallel to the tales we tell
The broken mirror shows a broken truth
A plastic smile from a silver spoon
Try to re-assemble
From the same material
