Tinged with Machine

tinged_machine_spiritEverything is tinged with machine
My cyber self is on the rise
Engines hum behind each octave
Blending in behind my eyes

Information everywhere
is passing through my every cell
Bits and bytes of human content
Private heavens, private hells

Listen to us all
Half way human
Half machine
Angel engines
Devil spirits
Can you tell me what it means?

Electrical currents day and night
Fuel our distractions, power and drives
Our will hard wired, invisibly
Stealing away our electrical lives

Medusa like bundles of genetic all jam
and entertwine the pace too fast
Molecular sheilds of silence and still
Must come to guard our sacred past

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