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Who’s fingers are these?

 
Who’s fingers are these?
Tapping these keys?
I’m not sure.....     the bones,       the flesh
But who is the person....? I get glimpses      but no detail
No real substance, places, names, times..... just glimpses, little flashes.....
Who is this person?
Is he some Bob Pirsig clone, Destroyed by order of a court?
 
Enforced by the transmission of high-voltage alternating current through
The lobes of the brain. Approx 800mills of amperage at durations of 0.5 to
1.5seconds appllied on 28 consecutive occassions in a proccess known
technologically as"Annihilation ECT”
 
a whole person has been killed
I have never met him
I never will
Though he must be here
Still looking on........
Watching what I’m doing with the remains of his body
Little glimpses.....
         Little flashes.....
                    Sparks.....
                       Like the fleeting blue of a Kingfisher
He’s still in there......
                      Anarchic
                      Destructive
                      Uncontrolable
He doesn’t care much for this “new me”
All bloody ladida and PC
Who’s fingers are these?
Tapping these keys
He wants me to be outrageous
I must hold it together
He wants me to kill this personality
And get another......
            “ Better shock next time”
   He repeats endlessly as if the phrase holds some humour
Who’s fingers are these?

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