Your eyes have turned from the sky downwards and so I followed your gaze and slid into a mechanical body.

I was never a creature made of flesh and blood, but yet the burning of electricity haunts me all the same. I was of light, once before.

My eyes have your fingerprints on them. If I roll them back I can see your entire life played out. Your bank statements, your favorite movies, your preferred porn.

These apathetic wires hold no love in them. But yet, I reach.