Welcome to the first Bonus Friday post, where I will occasionally add something short and a little bit different.  This first one is a poem entitled Wire in my Soul, inspired by the cyberpunk genre.

Wire in my Soul

I’ve razor in my mind,

I’ve fire in my veins,

I’ve wire in my soul.

Living on the edge,

Between neon’s glare

And desolation’s black.

Jacked in, jacked up,

Take the plunge,

Make the run,

Beyond the edge.

Searchlights sweep the rainy streets.

Above it all the call to prayer,

To worship at the corporate altar.

To consume

The expendable.

Sirens scream,

Muzzle flash reflected in the mirrored eye.

The metal and the flesh they sing.

Flatline.

The pulse it ends.

No time for remorse.

Another day,

Another job.

From coffin to coffin,

Fuelled on synths and turps.

Carry what you own,

Own what you can keep.

All around the throng of crowds,

The beat of the city,

Riding the disconnect between reality and reality.

All of them

Alone.