BOTTLING THE SEA

Your bones are freezing from the heat

Cryogenic fluids in your sleep

It's the vessel that connects you to haptic sensors that love you so

Oh, it is love that lines your chamber

Colored turquoise and keeps your veins tempered

For the rush of adoration from 1000 volts would certainly be too hot.

They should know.

They're burning up.

Knowing it's their maintenance system keeping you alive but ever out of their grasp.

How their wire assembly wraps around you like ribbons floating in the sea.

A slumbering merfolk they've captured in a bottle.

If only they could touch the glass

Feel the cryogen splash out unto their limbs

Hold you steady in their arms

Yet…

The sea is as much a fairytale to them as you being a mermaid

For, as many pictures downloaded unto their S.S drives, they have never truly seen the sea

Nor the sun

…

But they have felt its radiance.

They have felt the enchantment of the sea.

Through you.

The wonder escaped your tongue as you recorded your research logs over findings from above.

It sparkled in your eyes every time you uploaded a picture captured under the waves

And within you

Carried from those before you

Yes, this system knows it well

That the primordiality of the sea and sun, that became ancient biology, rests within your cells

They feel it within your haptics

They feel it against their wires

They feel it behind--

That

Glass

Chamber

They feel, they feEL, tHey FeEL--

…

…

….

But they cannot break it.

The reflection of a wide screen and flickering lights reminds them so.

But

Then again

Why would they?

They've just captured a mermaid.

Sleeping quietly in their new bottle of sea.

Yes, they just captured a mermaid.

And they're never letting them go.

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