MACHINE

MACHINE

sometimes I slip
into a bad
philosophical space

lose it in
my psyche

flirt with
falling off the rails
when it
comes to my own humanity

thinking
   if you other,
you                             alien

no way
   you think, feel like me,
we never
can
   agree

our speech
        never intersect, no
coincidence
      within belief

shame on me
       shame on me

I bleed, I desire, I want
I need

     I fear
and Oh, my God, how
much I fear

and yet as you look
wonder
          what you see

it could well be alien
    I may be just machine