Pulled along helplessly,
caught in raging currents.
Tumbling over reality
which slowly tears away
tiny bits of flesh.
Scratches open
becoming..
gaping wounds.
Lending entrance
to infectious steel water.
Fantasy and dreams
writhe under the weight.
Fighting to move freely
within
now leaden veins.
Passion yields
to nerves screaming
in rebellion.
Molten steel surrounds
the drowning soul.
Choking out
any trace of illusion.
Relentless silver waves
force it along,
until in final defeat…
it conforms
and is thrust upon
the gleaming shore
as just another…
Robotic clone.
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