I think in unison
with the sound
of the floor.

This floor
knows more
than I ever could.

I’m an apple
picked and
mentally sewn

sleeves of sheep
who’ll pick
up this tab.

Put it on
my acid tongue
and let me

slip into
the ether as
this that or either.

You never
saw my
program.

My mind is
jammed
with apple jam.

I’m just
a shoulder
to lean on

if you’re needy,
A treat
to be picked.

I’m just another
Cybertron with
cyber feelings,

a Westworld
where I
feel everything.

 

Jason Wright is the editor and founder of Oddball Magazine. His column appears weekly. His third book, Train of Thought 2: Almost Home is available now at the Oddball Book Store.