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When I Died

After Emily Dickinson (591)

I heard a Flybot when I died
That loudly Buzzed around the room -
It glittered Blue up in the air
just like the Flies in my Pop’s barn -

There were no saddened eyes to dry -
Not even mine - as buzzed the Flybot -
Its mission was to do me in
Right here - upon this prison cot -

I hadn’t Shit to sign away -
Or Innards ready for transplants -
But I heard that Flybot buzz
And then I coughed out final pants -

Buzzing - the Flybot poked around
The loose and softer flesh of me -
And after injecting its Nanobomb
Nothing of me was left to see -

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