Lying on a grass field, fresh air and bright blue skies
Hoping to become one with the earth
My chest falls and falls and falls
Never to touch its core
Fingers spread apart, lightly gripping
Toes curling, anticipating transmission
Thinking of ways it will spark my engine
Delusions repeating, imagination increasing
I am alive in my dreams
Lying on the carpet floor
Looking at the dirty roof
Lying on the carpet floor
YOU ARE READING
Failed Prototype #256
PoetryA collection of poems about a humanoid robot who has profound emotions but can't express it. *I do not own story cover, credit goes to the artist Hajime Sorayama*
