Enhancements of an
Imminent Kind

Cassini stares.

Reflection…

Carbon fiber, thermoplastic

skin. True, it’s

a beautiful hue, bacteria infused,

stretched upon an anthropomorphic

chassis,

boasting perfectly curved

aluminum. Appears human. Almost

circular eye sockets,

proud to own stretch polymer

pupils, will dilate

with manifested delight if they

perceive the timing is right. Articulated

spine bends with red juice,

hydraulic,

although it might as well be green.

Envious, this machine ponders how

to evolve to be…

like she. A red heart

pumping warm blood manufactured

in marrow. Oh, the beauty of stem cells.

A skull crammed with gray

matter,

that matters more than anything. Yet,

little does Cassini realize, this human

has a titanium encased

pulse generator.

Last two discs in her back,

cracked.

Cement and electrodes play nice

together. She walks, but aches

for the day her vertebrae are

mass produced. She

adores watching autumn succumb to an

icy storm, even if one eye is enhanced,

digital. Curious how

a distant mirror will reflect

identical vessels.