Implant

They planted a transmitter
inside my head. The greys
lifted the skin of my mind
and reworked its circuitry.

Something flashes. An SOS
to their base under the sea.
Take me away from all this
I dream. And just like snow,

they arrive. A blackboard
of night is pulled over my
eyes. The flick of a switch
and a doctor's lying smile.

© 2007 Christian Ward

Christian Ward is a London-based poet whose poetry can be seen in journals such as Hecale, Word Riot, Why Vandalism?, Nthposition and Outsider Writers. He will release his fourth chapbook, Slippage, next year.

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