The sun no longer warms my skin
as I lie, weakened, beneath its smile,
pressing its face closer to mine
to kiss it with fiery extinction
while my lips press up against it
crushing their power forward
like a bulldozer, relentless and cold
Movements rigid and uniform
Bend knee, push forward, slam ground
Switch leg, repeat. Progress measured
by the steps taken and almost complete.
Voiceless whines of chains and gears
screech behind a vacuous shell,
Metallic clangs of organs dropping
to the feet of a hollowed statue
The sun hides in the wake of the horizon
Piercing with pain through the flesh
That you stripped from me,
When all this time I thought I was human.
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