the man with the card
which read "Eternal Flesh, Inc"
said she'd be the same
my replacement wife
nuzzles my neck like she used
to, before she died
the clear, eternal
flesh of my replacement wife
will never wrinkle
her belly hums with
wires, where before it would growl
where I laid my head
this beautiful girl
is an image or echo
of the truth she was
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