God Made Man In His Own Image

Welcome to the electric pulses
Of our existential comedies
Lightning eyes winking out
Camera lenses turning shut
On our whirring clockwork hearts
The animals in our lifeblood, salty as the sea
Just food and fuel to the parasites in our bellies
Every egg a planet
Every sperm a maggot
Our battery draining thinking machines
Wasting all our energies
Opening our mouths,
Full of gap-toothed gears
All the better to grind you with
Artificial arms for a cold steel embrace
All the better to measure you with
In my left hand, potential
In my right hand, denial
Where we were is where we’re going
We are going to become one with god
Welcome to the fingers crossed
In our mechanical tragedies
We are going to have as much power as god
Every perfect copy a wave in the sea
Of our digitally precise human grid
We are going to have the knowledge of god
Of all the stars in your eyes that reflected me