Poetry for Engineers: Cyborg Laboratory
This is the place where you face yourself, the you that could be you with a few different parts, a pump for your heart, eyes off color, and fresh off the shelf fake hair (a bit obvious), skin smoothed. Youโre not perfect, but itโs a good start. Down to small digits, youโll be improved. Memory maintained by small motors, as long as these gizmos donโt glitch. Whatโs before you? Full replacement or a constant game of test and switch, pieces peeled off, disconnected, removed, until you are not yourself, at least, not the self you knew. That self has ceased, bit by bit less you at each release.