I take responsibility.
chopped away
my humanity, 
replaced it with metal
and forgot to watch for storms.

Come near my
steam powered
heart, and hear
my rattle-echo
but let’s not bother
with making friends or a
song about what I’d do
if I only filled that cavity.

Don’t tell:
I don’t
in technicolor. 

Don’t remind me
of hopeful 

Don’t recruit me
for the journey towards the
single miracle 
meant to set it right.