day in the life
swimming against the current
i get up from my clam and pick up my hunk of metal and let the colorful waves seep into my eyes
sit on a ceramic bowl to relieve myself and then rip off a segment of soft white seaweed to wipe it off
sit in front of a larger hunk of metal with a larger glass screen and stare at it until my back hurts. put this hunk of metal in my turtle shell and walk out the opening in my cave
walk outside on slabs of fake stone until i get to a metal pole with a blue sign
wait there for a few minutes for a rectangular shaped fish to open mouth and let me in. there's others already inside also riding upstream
sit in the fish until i reach my destination
the fish throws us up and i walk into the rectangular sandcastle of my choice
in the sandcastle there's a bunch of conveyor belts where people are running in place
i choose one of the conveyor belts and put on magical white tadpoles that recite music from inside my metal to my eardrum. i run for awhile until i'm out of breath. then i go pick up dense pieces of metal and raise them up and down in a bent position.
some days instead of going to this sandcastle i go to a larger one with plastic walls with some plastic rocks nailed into it. the rocks are placed in different orders that replicate that of a natural rock wall. i climb up the walls and jump off to land on the soft sand beneath and climb up and jump off again and again.
climbing and jumping off plastic rocks, running on a conveyor belt, and raising dense pieces of metal stir some primeval trait in me because it moves the part of my meat suit that don't really use otherwise.
i sit on a wood plank and put my metal slab on a higher piece of wood. i sit there for the rest of the day, mesmerized by the colorful light waves, hands moving autonomously in an order that feels natural.
when the sun starts setting, i go back on the fish and back into my cave. i sit on the ceramic bowl once again and then end the day off back in my clamshell.