warning signsA Poem by delapruchna.got this spreading, tingling, numbing, pulsating, stabbing, throbbing, pain that won’t take a vacation, that won’t give itself a rest, that won’t lighten up & i’m wondering doc, if this is a warning sign that i, as a human, just wasn’t built to live beyond 30… and yet we insist as a fervently curious technologically progressive species, that i should. in this interim between the biological & the transhuman, between the transhuman & the enhanced version of whatever might be left of me if my dice are rolled right, i eagerly await your diagnosis. © 2013 delapruch |
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Added on March 18, 2013 Last Updated on March 18, 2013 |

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