wire frame

the bolts that hold my head together are coming loose
the shaft that the bullet travels is bent
my air passages are blocked
the fuel line is cut of from the engine
the logic center requires a certain amount of fuel to perform correctly
the container is preventing the gears inside from turning
form is degrading with age
the machine is on but isnt running any programs
no archetype is loaded
standbye mode

Hive mind

The times are changing
the birds no longer have a reason to fly they walk now
there is no reason to fight when there is peace
there is no use for fighters without a fight
the fear of the unknown is easily remedied by access an infinite source of knowledge
all of life's questions and wonder can be found out with a push of a button
knowledge that once took a lifetime to learn can now be learnt in years
groups of wonderers now wondering alone
all information is being piled into one place
things can now be defined for efficiency disregarding their meaning
definitions are definite
the mystery of tomorrow fuels life

spoil

i realize my faults
i am a spoon fed baby
everything is supplied around me
manipulate the world around you because you don't have the same responsibilities as others
a true fool
the lazy bum yelling at workers
the brain has degenerated to a state capable of nothing
what are you doing,
nothing to promote survival
until you get a job/responsibilities you have no credibility
until you can be a self sustained content human your words have little meaning

we are human

time to go into my sleep capsule
my ball of consciousness
until something intelligent emerges
we are data
memories
referencing events
observing things alone
observing things together
finding ways to live
stimulating the brain with our senses
oh man
reaction
how my brain has fallen
my brain is degenerating

poultry redefined

8 chicken tenders placed unto a circular pan
i watch as you bake in the intense heat
the sound of you sizzle escapes through the vents in the oven
as the frost melts the the scent of chicken fills the space
light reflects off the oil bubbling from your exterior
golden color slight browning on the edges
but your taste is a lie
you were never chicken at all
an imitation of something delicious
outside you appear to be chicken
but beneath your crunchy outside
a solid mass a block of meat sponge like in texture
this is not the texture of chicken i have come to know
chicken grinded up and mixed with other things
to be formed uniform shapes
i hardly recognize you anymore, chicken

brain pudding

i lack a sense of self
my brain fades
my mind drifts
my brain doesn't remember who it is
thoughts clouded
fog inside my skull
my brain is goo
no sharp edges
no definition
a familiar dream
a state of mind
the stream of brains washed up on shore
no sharp words
words that meld into the sounds around them
not an arrow
but a gelatinous object
useless as a weapon
wobbles when hit
i am sculpting my jello mold of a brain
but it melts
time to set the thermostat to cool
the brain needs to chill out
frozen jello hard as rocks
shoot my brain from a cannon
obvious outcome
what is it that you are looking for
why do you move
what are you doing

black hole brain

inside my skull is a void
sound is sucked through me ears
swirling around in my skull
fueling the cannon in the back of my head
the pressure is building
the floor of my skull crumbles
the brain people fall within the cracks
the commander of the neurons sits safely in his head quarters
at the top of the skull
gazing upon upon the disaster below
his eyes grow
ice cream, soft and cold, being funneled in from the mouth
icecream mixed with remnants of the disaster
the icecream disaster being sucked up into the black hole
water pours in from the ears
the ocean being sucked into my head
my head fills with sea urchins
both my ears sucking in sea creatures
2 sharks smash against my head one against each ear
the sharks fuse with my head
their tails spiraled together to plug up the black hole
and i live on known as the man with sharks coming out of his head
walking the streets,
but don't get to close to the shark heads
their mouths are motion activated
the kids throw objects in the sharks mouths
i now wear a helmet so the objects wont damage my own head
tennis shoes stolen to be fed to the sharks
cant be having the sharks doing that, a lawsuit may happen
specially designed helmets fitted to the heads of sharks
the correct distance from the head so the teeth wont activate
boring sharks lost their purpose
back to the ocean
the sun goes down