COWKu 34

Chris Worley

Oct 7

1 min read

Hardened synapses

Carrying thoughts

Like prisoners on cattle cars

To the death chamber

Only to be reprieved

Regenerated, renewed

Then, Funneled back into the synapses

To repeat the death cycle

Without death

This must be hell

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