the mind rendering device

so i opened the box
the one that i had no idea what
hid inside
in dust and web laid a coiled machine
that simply stated mind-rendering device

under the layers of dead earth and skin
an inch of dust at least
was a warning sign that said:
avoid contact and use of this contraption
avoid accidental manipulations of your cerebral cortex
do not turn it on

so i did

and all i can say is this:

don’t use the heartless machine
this rendering machine leaves you empty of soul
and all that frothiness that holds your heart in place

don’t use the magnetic
device of mind-rendering, soul-crashing wonder
like leather being removed from fat
to steal your festered thoughts away

the emptying of the marble jar
of each glassy infused day dream
this would be grand larceny of the subtle kind
a crime only punishable by forced spirit
removal

at the hand of a simple godless machine

lightning now streaks across black space
and thundering across deserted blue sky
this is where your ship
once hovered above me
and that dusty box is all you left me


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