The Watch
how does it feel
to be real
I have disassociated
outside of reality
a spectator of the self
I see you humans
I play human games
I laugh a human laugh
but underneath this face
all chill mechanics
can you tell
the light is broken here
only an automaton
this heart won’t budge
this watchlike brain goes
click click click
still they laugh
and play their games
and I watch
no matter what happens
all I can do
is watch
Fresh Hell 