My Shift (National Poetry Writing Month 2021 #30)   Leave a comment

I'm an ethereal pilot 
Controlling a puppet made of meat
A puppet made of me
And my experiences

It's form may change
And degrade with time
But I'll stay at the controls
Until my shift ends.

– Shaman Romney 2021

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