When they opened you up they were expecting to find blood and meat and bones.
You gave them wires and titanium and radio chatter where a heartbeat once was.
Always be one step ahead of the butchers, that's what your mother used to say.
They got to her before she could become a meatless mimic like you.
She'd spent all her time making sure you were perfect enough to live like a fleshed being but never die.
Every time a butcher tried to gut you, you hated her that little bit more.
You gave them wires and titanium and radio chatter where a heartbeat once was.
Always be one step ahead of the butchers, that's what your mother used to say.
They got to her before she could become a meatless mimic like you.
She'd spent all her time making sure you were perfect enough to live like a fleshed being but never die.
Every time a butcher tried to gut you, you hated her that little bit more.
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