Bodyhacking -

y body is a temple I’m rebuilding

I need to do some work on my facade

These changes are like prayers, I’ll get a lot of stares,

And With every step I’m closer to god

I started with a tattoo and two piercings,

A dragon and my lower lip and tongue

I’d often heard it said that would make me good in bed

Turns out it matters more which way I’ve swung

I’ve got to change,

But not how mother wants of me,

I’ll rearrange

It’s just a bodyhack

It’s not so strange,

It’s just like plastic surgery

taken to extremes,

And all my hopes and dreams

Are looking in the mirror

Hoping I’ll be looking back

I got some eyebrow spikes and other implants,

Some talons for my fingernails and feet

Telescoping bones, new skin with crimson tones,

The scars across my back draw a Magritte

The catalog from slashdot helped immensely

My eyes are different colors for each mood,

I hear my own heart pound in 5.1 surround,

As of next week I’ll no longer need food

I’ve got to change,

But not how mother wants of me,

I’ll rearrange

It’s just a bodyhack

It’s not so strange,

It’s just like plastic surgery

Taken to extremes,

And all my hopes and dreams

Are looking in the mirror

Hoping I’ll be looking back

I’m sure there was a version of me that I liked at one point

But I know… I don’t know

I barely can recall those days before my tungsten ball joints,

That was so… long ago

And some would cast aspersions but they miss the bigger picture

They can’t see… A to Z

These nanobots and waldoes may seem ancillary fixtures

But I’ll be… soon set free

The other day I ran into an old friend

she said she hardly recognized me now

I killed her where she stood, it was for the greater good,

Sometimes when you change, you don’t want folks asking how

I’ve heard some say you should find god within you

And I know now evolution’s not the key

But intelligent design, the intelligence was mine,

And I’m wondering what kind of god I’ll be

I’ve got to change,

But not how others want of me,

I’ll rearrange

It’s just a bodyhack

It’s not so strange,

It’s just like plastic surgery

Taken to extremes,

And all my hopes and dreams

Are looking in the mirror

Hoping I’ll be looking back