Auzin
COPPER BLOOD / SILICON VEINS
After David Cronenberg
let’s stay paranoid &
after a few decades
they’ll call us prophets
freshborn skin crawls over eyesockets
muscle unspools from novel orifice
& creamy bone spurs ride my skull
you know the body was the first machine
there’s a hundred ways to talk about flesh &
tell me, is this protrusion or intrusion
tell me, which animal do you fear the most
tell me, is there a place I can wake up
where the electrical impulses inside me
don’t connect to RCA ports
my optic nerves
no longer a cathode ray breeding ground
& it won’t smell like torched plastic when I cry
my pleasure & my pain forgetting each other