For a few more precious seconds, the body I was born with was still in one piece
By James Parsons

Making up your body parts
Out of rusty go-kart hearts
Cranks and planetary gears
Replace the three bones in your ears

Beaver dams and Britney Spears
Creations of mammalian fears
Moving natural ingredients
In line with their impediments

Fossils stick in sediments
Spirits in the firmament
Faster than a speeding bullet
Conveyor belts replace your gullet