There's many a slip
twixt the clop and the clip.
We call it luck
to die by increments.
–Mark Weiss
Prosthetic Knowledge
What do we know,
And what is imagined?
Sometimes I feel thoughts
No longer there
Ghost tingles, severed limbs
I synched my brain
With Google
But that left more questions
Than answers
Anything found
With a click
isn’t worth learning
I want to discover
little things about you
Just to affirm
I've always known them
