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Everyday I have to remind myself this is a poetry blog and I have to resist tgirl horny posting

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All the satyrs have been set free

I limp in the dark forest

Immobile since Eros shot me in the knee

New panoramic view of how deep I’m in

Dread at the thought of—

Of never being able to walk again

The maenads join the satyrs

Beckon me to become their kin

I thirst for blood

I thirst for flesh

I thirst for skin

She appears before me

Her legs are shaped like the letter M

I weep and gnash my teeth

Then stab myself in the abdomen

I attempt to cut out the disease

The one that spread from my head

To my heart

And will eventually infect my knees

I wouldn’t be able to move to her anyway

A million ways that I’m stuck

Aphrodite giggles at my lack of good luck

Cemented to the earth

Bleeding out on the forest floor

The worms and maggots fuck my insides

The bugs threat me like a whore

I fear the pests are the warmest warmth

I’ll ever feel

Because the flesh that I crave

Can only exist in fantasy

And never be real

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I’m sorry I got incessantly hard when you touched me, I’m extremely touch starved and even the slightest touch makes me a needy mess. Do you still think I’m hot?

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my girldick is big and cool and my commander deck is bracket 3 and swag. which do you wanna playtest first ^_^

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Shades of Pink

Dry tongues

And slow brinks

I want to be surrounded

By multiple shades of pink

Absorbed in a matrix

Blessed by Aquarius

Flesh carving flesh

Taking up space

Everytime I tear it

Out of the pink

Comes heat

And the familiar smell

Of fruit

Compelling me to go deeper

And loss myself in the movement

The darker pink

Takes over me

Savage and wild

Singing that same song

The one I sing everytime

It’s pinks

Then whites and reds

Then black

As eyes close

And stillness sets in

Like the dead

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Cell

Since the beginning I’ve been trapped

Trapped

In this prison

This prison made of meat

I am

Made of meat

I’ll destroy my flesh

To transcend it

I’ve been born in the wrong body

Captured

My divine spark

Has been captured

And placed in a shell

This shell of meat

Meat that I hate

All you see is the meat that I hate

You tell me all I am

Is the meat that I hate

Jokes on you

I’ll beat this meat

And break out of this prison

I’ll replace the flesh with steel

Or I’ll

I’ll fashion a new accessory

A new accessory of femininity

Make you stare at the abyss

Of the social shit and piss

We label as gender and race

I’ll laugh as I mutilate my membrane

And tear myself limb

From fucking limb

I grow tried

Of maintaining the meat

It’s gets in the ways

To clean

To care

To be thrusted into the panopticon

And I hate all of you for staring

So I’ll tell you about the cell I’m trapped in

A prison made of meat

One day it’ll explode into a million pieces

Wouldn’t that be neat?

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so according to my insurance provider, uploading my consciousness to the cloud “doesn’t count as gender-affirming care.” this is such bullshit.

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One must imagine laying back, magnetically stuck on a wireless charger, getting all warm along your back is so snuggly.

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Do Cyborgs Dream of Electric Meat (Cybernetic Chronicles #2)

I wake

I would be sweating

If I had skin

But metal and plastic don’t perspire

I turn to see

The razor girl laying beside me

Surgically implanted mirror shades

And highlights of hair

The color of jade

She stirs and blinks

And stares into my LED eye

Touches my cybernetic shoulder

A touch that melts my ICE

I’m neither man

Nor machine

But something in between

Shaking in fear from that horrible dream

Tubes

Wires

Circuits and steel

A dream so vivid I almost thought it was real

A tapestry of fleshy visages

Stare into my meat

And poke and cut at what I’ll soon defeat

Is this a dream

Or a memory

I can’t tell

Another day

I gaze into myself

And wonder if there’s a ghost in the shell

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Cybernetics

Machines

Machines within machines

Machines within machines within machines

My organelles are machines

Inside my cells are machines

Forming organs that are machines

Coming together and forming a machine

I am a machine

A meatdriod piloted by an ego

A fleeting consciousness

A ghost in a shell

These machines inside me

Can only work collectively

So they create a program

An intelligence

An operating system

Conscious

To maintain the machine

The machine within machines

The machine within machines within machines

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Girl-cock reveal!

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My phone is a fucking limb

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Computer Bugs

There’s bugs in my brain

The bugs work for the media

The media works for the government

The government works for the corporations

The bugs tell me

Im a steak

And a beer

And a big truck with nuts

With a busty trophy in the front

The bugs don’t know that I’m god

I died on the cross

And was enlightened under a tree

The bugs are malware

That destroy the syntax in my programming code

The malware is a malady

That makes me malfunction

Into a maladaptive machine

They manufacture consent

And make me want that I never needed

The eldritch beast of the bugs

Wants me to concede

Instead I’ll update my cyber security

To combat the bugs

Reinforcing my psychic immune system

With psychedelic drugs

I’m not a steak

Or a beer

Or a truck

I’m a ghost in a shell

A body without organs

A schizophrenic android

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Cybernetic Chronicles #1

I wake up in a daze

Looking at the sky

Surrounding me are fleshy faces

Looking at me with prying eyes

Some pull out ancient technology

To capture my presence

Skinny rectangles used by my ancestors

Some murmur in disgust

Some murmur in reverence

My robotic head weighs a ton

I run away to not make a scene

I catch a reflective window to see

I’m still the cyborg I used to be

On a screen I can see the date and time

How did I end up in 2025?

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2-3-74

Chilling at home from a tooth extraction

I hear a ring at the door

High off the drugs the doctor gave me

And I want some more

I walk to the door

Open it up

Who do I see?

My dead twin sister

She came just in time to deliver more of my prescription

Swinging on her neck

Is a bright gold fish

A double helix symbol

The same worn by the early Christians

Out from the pendant

Comes a bright pink light

And it shows me the truth of the nature of god and time

The walls dissolve

It seems I’m back in Ancient Rome

Fleeing persecution

VALIS beems directly into my dome

Vast

Active

Living

Intelligence

System

It tells me

Beware the evil one

Who puts an illusion over the earth

Traps us in a black iron prison

So we can’t connect to Ein Sof

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gimme hrt that turns me into TARS from interstellar