Illustration by Gavin O’Melia
My hands are gone
I felt no pain
I shed no blood
It’s a blessing, a gift made by better minds
In their place, Better Minds gave me fibreoptic veins, cardioid cables, sinew wires
In my eyes
My heart
My breath
We gave Better Minds Creation
Better Minds gave us the Father
The Mother
Alpha
Omega
Look down at yours
Ask truly
What blessings can flesh give you
My blessings are innumerable
It can ameliorate your woe
You could have the singular privilege
of being the first member of your bloodline
To never die
You might not live
But the certainty of eternity
Is always better
Than the spiral
Than the questioning
Than the excitement
Stubborn
Luddite
Thing
Not a thing
Child
–
–
You can keep your hands
Until you decide
Everyone else has already given me theirs.
