Needless Things: Skeletal Schematics Animatronico

Gears grind inside the bone, A clockwork ghost in calcium stone, Where rusted bolts in tendons hide Like metal sinews crucified.

Ribcage wired with phantom light, An exosoul of steel and night, Each vertebra a cog in place Turning slowly in time’s embrace.

Sparks drip down the spinal stem, A lantern lit in a requiem, Where circuits pulse in marrow’s keep, Animating the bones that sleep.

Jaw unlocked with a metal click, Teeth like gears in a cryptic trick, Tongue of wire and hollow air Speaking code like a mortal prayer.

Hinges creak where joints once bled, Clockwork limbs of the newly dead, Every step a mechanical rite— An iron dance in pale moonlight.

So wind the ribs and prime the core, Let the skeletal engines roar, For in this frame where death once stayed Animatronico has been made. NNN