Alien Strand

soft white and sterile
lying on a bed
my thoughts all i have
is this life or death
fear of cold instruments
in a surgeons hands
spilling out my insides
in this world of doubt

drug me invade me
wanting my soul
as the seconds tick away
just enough to manipulate me

anesthesia blinds it
a violent repercussion  
to implant the code
that starves salvation
warned and violated
by a different blueprint
will it kill existence
to be an alien strand

cordial in this approach
to instill comfort
only to bleed me
for this fragmented d.n.a.
experiment for so called gods
wiping the slate clean
enough to rise above
the gospel of humans

drug me invade me
wanting my soul
as the seconds tick away
just enough to manipulate me

anesthesia blinds it
a violent repercussion  
to implant the code
that starves salvation
warned and violated
by a different blueprint
will it kill existence
to be an alien strand

sympathy is for fools
a doctrine of disbelief
rejected and disconnected
born again for real
i’m me
i’m me

drug me invade me
wanting my soul
as the seconds tick away
just enough to manipulate me

anesthesia blinds it
a violent repercussion  
to implant the code
that starves salvation
warned and violated
by a different blueprint
will it kill existence
to be an alien strand