i am a techno-enhanced cyber intelect,
evolving synchronously with communication satelites,
burning fusion sacrifices to glowing gods,
traveling swiftly thru matte black ether on electric fibers.
yet this fleshy robot that carries me
is wrapped in a matrix of thick cotton threads
that pop at the seams
fall apart in places.
it has limits,
it's not forever or invincible.
far from untouchable.
it doesn't have a single hard line.
and it's still there when i close my eyes.