Melting City

Creep in

Before the rise of the sun

Execute a story never told

Do not think

Just do

No human emotion

Who says I'm even human at this point?

A poor example of life

No morals

Just a huge display of direction

Hear, then do

Profit

Sneak in the box before the rise of the sun

A four-handed bed occupied by only two

The window is yawning

Faceless in a sea of space

My propulsion from their pain

In, out

Profit

Why would they need me for a simple confession?

Collect, then destroy

Collect, then destroy

Before the rise of the sun

Faceless in a sea of space

My propulsion from their pain

Years Later:

Frantic writing

Not meant for my eyes

Why did I keep this? What inside forced me to see the ink?

Smoothed out, then in pieces.

I can't live with this

I must let her know

A valley of smiling despair

Self doubt would be my first guess

Confusion, sadness, the other half

But lost through selfish measures

I can't live with this

I must let her know

(One heart in a two heart bed. She woke to nothing. Because of me, she woke to nothing.)

The robot has stepped out of his box

Foreigner in my own land

No profit

For once no profit

Walk in

After the rise of the sun

Conclude a story never read

A burning smell creeps up my nostrils (the box is gone)

A trapdoor locked from the inside

Incomplete me

Impossible conclusion

Me

Faceless in a sea of space

My propulsion from their pain