I wish at last they'd fill my veins with silicone.
That way they'd pull back the skin
to a coral reef of rubber wire,
uncounted capillaries intertwined
like airy sponges on arterial stalks.
Maybe they'd leave me be with my backbone.
then I'd stand upright, if I were
so lucky as to retain
my Humerus, Geminoid pillars,
but they'd never leave my skull.
Wouldn't it be fun, standing all alone?
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