The Product

Lust has overcome them for
The Product

Eyes glazed over
Mouths moist with saliva
Towards it they move closer
Their bodies trembling

They cannot look you in the eye
As fingers caress cool metal
For no human can replace
The gazing into its virtual, empty world

When we were kids

When we were kids

We’d make shapes with our bodies

We’d hang upside down from sofas

And roll down hills getting grass on our clothes

We’d do cartwheels and forward rolls

Our bodies loose like raggy dolls

Twenty years on, it’s just a few shapes

That my body now makes