Chipped away you will see my mind,
flecks and scraps fall into currents
thrown above buildings, whisked
to some graveyard of detritus.

Sleep, your loss is devastating,
brain is slowing as time marches
without cares for one exhausted
member of humanity.

How much can be stripped before
the robot fails to function, a
messy mannequin with no strings to
puppeteer, lifeless.