There's always something
An odd twitch, hearing loss, a ringing noise, new flesh
A new bump, a weightlessness
A headache, a sore limb, an itchy gash, a mirage, a tumor, a scare
And when one is fixed another breaks, when some destroyed, the more await
When it is time, no-one comes, when you have time, it is up
And even from without, there is nothing you will find running at full speed
Without a dent, factory-shine, always slightly out of time
Always, always dust
Always, always, always no such thing as luck
Only chance and rot, inevitable loss
Running low, almost empty, almost always gone
Going going, gone, each day quicker, each day gone lost
The more, the less, the less useless, that's that
No more, meet me at the door
It's open, come in, wash away the sin
No more lazy sloth, this sad pig has had enough
No nail grows yet, all toes now green
Both eyes blank screens, eyeballs opaque
Robot ear gone, ringing silence
Back again, mate, a tick tick, a shiver
A lick lips, a stiffness, a click limb, a limp useless prick
Gone no need
When stiff useless, when needed limp
Rid me of the hideous thing
Gets it right in the classroom
But wrong in the examination hall
What use is that? Damn it all, useless thing
All machines designed after it
All worse, none better, IE all ♥♥♥♥
And none work forever, none work a minute
Worse with every use, always chasing the first
Always chasing the free, always chasing decency
Never adequate enough, enough, enough
Come in, come in, thank you