-Procaine-

June 11, 2007

V.L. Nova

Creeping acid
seeps through my veins
as wires encase my soul
circuits and hardware
Overtake my body
while my heart
sheathed only in
delicate membrane,
crashes in an
eternal meltdown
of systematic sin
and burning lust
Morphine drips
into my filters
unable to return
my shattered
metallic body
to reality.