Member-only story
Disassembled
A Poem
Maybe at some point, I was taken apart
Disassembled piece by piece
and slowly put back together but
with less emotion than other humans
As if they rebuilt me as more of a bot
who can only feel things for his children
and doesn’t really have the time for
the rest of the universal ephemera
Or maybe I disassembled myself
so I could leave all the loss
by the corner of my workstation
with my fluffy innards
As if I rebuilt myself as a human
who had endured enough
and wanted to drop a little weight
to make himself whole again
© Jonathan Greene 2025
If you liked this, you might like this as well: