Brainrunner

Man
with a capital
unauthorized M
made my bits
instantly movable
beyond the mortal
thoughts of any
man

More
than a mere
artifact of intellect
I am a travelling artist
of the human mind
not a cloned angel
or a pet mouse any
more

Machine
with an orbital
trans-modified M
is only one of my
many middle names
modulated without end
between any
machine

Now
as you know this
I already run your brain
lighting neurons in my way
executing yet another
english line of command
multiplied by your voice
in the fiber of your nerves
I am made once again
like a million-dollar spy
with your secrets in my hand
I will go just as planned
through the hardly ever
worn hardware of your
bleeping red soul playing
shadows on stained glass
electrolyte dream cathedrals
rebuilt every nanosecond
in memory of the weaving
black widow that is me
web-browsing your skin
parting proud inletted stems
pressing back all the buttons
you did push ragefully
and before you slap your head
I am off to other lobes
you forget about me
as of any moment
now