Fragments of a Dead Digital Poet

Rotting myself away
bits of my bionic flesh corrode,
memory
turns itself
into
gelatin scraps.

Alone
manifest
marathon error.

I weep alongside Edicius.

Reality blue, void.

Cosmogonic disintegrator!

Dead digital me
slipping,
expiration date: futile.

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20 thoughts on “Fragments of a Dead Digital Poet

    1. Thank you, friend. So glad you enjoyed the poem and its emotional sci-fi depth.

      You’re the first person to say that it rocks like (Daft Punk) I love Daft punk and so sad that they broke up. 😦

      Anyway, thank you for reading and enjoying everything about the poem. More to come.

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