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.
You’re not perfect, but it’s a good start.
Down to small digits, you’ll be improved.
Memory maintained by small motors,
as long as these gizmos don’t glitch.
What’s 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.
