Bakelite Man

I'm a bakelite man.
I was born in a lab in a tin can.
Flakes of synthetic flesh
snow-float in my space
particles of inedible wax poison
to block me
to infuse into my being
to acrete and grow
into a toxic mess that you consume
the mess in your blood
tiny barbs
alien chips,
poisonous,
black.

Swim.

Swim, forever,
in this dream.

Forever.

© Mark Sheeky. Permission is required for reproduction.