• Vol. 08
  • Chapter 02
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I, Cyborg

My mind is a sponge
I absorb everything
I only have to read a document once,
and all the information
is categorized and filed
in my head

My mind is a receptacle,
but my consciousness
filters, and reduces
it into simple phrases
and summaries

Every day, I process
and discern what is important
and what is fodder,
until I have all that is valuable
at my disposal

I am a cyborg,
infused with technology,
capable of utilizing the world’s
at lightning speeds
Anything you feed me,
I digest, duplicate, and proceed.