I've resigned to the fact
That robotics are not
For these lush calls
He is mechanically
Coursing the terra
Trailing the feminine
Bird; One day he found
The masculine beast
With muscles was better
Than this soft man
I have become
These driven bones
I have welded
And that he has melded
Elsewhere in this furtive
Forest floor
I am the beast!
Worthier than the carnal
Desires he seeks in laymen
I could be carnal too
Without these aesthetics
Roots lingering upon my body
The moss has grown
And he has superceded its lust.
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