Monday, September 25, 2017
The Man Who Fell Apart
The other partygoers pitched
in and put all his components
in a rolling bin.
Doc and Physiologist Bernie
supervised us.
Hippy was the most diligent,
singing
"There goes my eyeball, right into
my highball," and such nonsense.
Lou was about half artificial to
half human.
“It might have to be Louise if we
don't find...”
“Be worthy of your balls, y’all!”
Hippy again.
Doc laughed as his bloody hands
plucked out what he sought.
Next day, Doc and Bernie gave a talk.
MEASURES FOR HOLDING TOGETHER
The rest of us wanted to avoid Lou’s
embarrassment, of course.
Labels: artificial body parts, body, fall apart, future, future norms, human, human parts
