Android!

He evaluated his future how this body ached

knowing death was very near

time was not a friend but a nagging enemy

even his plan was complicated

surrounded by computer screens and android

at this moment life was void!

 

Not for him the cryogenics route to being frozen

not the body or even the head

his aim was to transfer his mind into a robot

had to be reliable to his design

that moment was at last within his embrace

as he looked at the young face!

 

Had to admit it this body was a true likeness

of himself at twenty-two

this was exciting knowing he would not decay

with no human frailties

living on without the limitation of human time

would remain in his prime!

 

It was a risk but was resigned if he expired

at least knew he had tried

being frail it was hard to connect the wires

could not share his secret

hated the so-called friends that mocked him

his view of them was dim!

 

Smiled it made his face even more grotesque

next to the still perfect android

both connected to computers and each other

with a bony decaying finger

struggled to hit the enter key then it began

executing his mind transference plan!

 

His body writhed as his memories and essence

were drained the computers flashed

leaving the empty corpse upon the leather chair

for a few minutes nothing moved

the light show stopped and death was present

his mind and body was spent!

 

Realisation that he was alive in some capacity

took a few minutes to register

for the first time the android rotated its head

the scientist transfer a success

slowly standing up coordination was unsteady

it would be awhile before he was ready!

 

How extraordinary no pain his thoughts clear

with a new perfect vessel

no fear of ageing or human functions to impair

after disposing of his own corpse

could start his new life nothing to hold him back

he would make sure the future was black!

 

The taxi he had just rang for arrived swiftly

awkwardly the young man got in briskly

nothing could ever be the same for us again

with the creators malevolent destructive reign

now into androids a mind could be transferred

the notorious this method would be preferred!

 

Immortality had come for whom could pay the price!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

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Locomotive!

The steam locomotive glistened motionless

in the railway museum

as visitors clambered in the driver’s cab

handling the large levers

children’s sticky fingers touching so keen

upon this magnificent machine!

 

From a different age of public transport

countless numbers travelled

holiday makers hard pressed commuters

during those days of steam

preserved by railway preservation groups

restored for the fun to recoup!

 

The engine resprayed in its original livery

pride filled the workers

bad luck followed it from scrap to grandeur

accidents had dogged progress

even when being taken off the flatbed truck

moving it in there was bad  luck!

 

Though were professionally trained personnel

that operated the transfer

cables snapped nearly tipping the train over

but through skill was averted

since then six months on much had arisen

creating much division!

 

Visitors had reported a man sitting in the cab

boiler suit and cap smiling

talking to the them seemed to be in control

yet they had no employees

here working on any of the engines displayed

no staff this image surveyed!

 

But after the museum was closed noises heard

as the cleaners worked

described it like shovelling and metal clanging

heavy boots on the floor

even when lights were off that engine shone

something here was wrong!

 

Unexplained incidents happened items fell down

missing visitors and stewards

a feeling of happiness and despair lingered

yet it was the one engine

that everybody who came was always drawn to

the one they wanted to view!

 

It had been a working engine on the main lines

nobody knew its full history

but reports persisted of the friendly driver

maybe who had died

unable to be parted from a life he really enjoyed

his spirit still employed!

 

But there was a strong sense of bad karma as well

did a dark entity haunt it as well?

 

The Foureyed Poet

 

Prison!

The prison was being closed down now obsolete

opened for one hundred and fifty years

a new private facility had been opened nearby

extra prison officers were drafted in

with over two hundred prisoners to transfer

hoping no problems would occur!

 

Starting at first light the operation got underway

as the transport rolled into the yard

the prisoners were ready very eager to leave

guards from the new facility

were assisting those from the retiring prison

where many secrets until now hidden!

 

A strange orderly exit was completed within a day

but on roll call several were missing

a search had to be made in the empty building

nobody would give any reasons

for those unaccounted souls as the search began

in their hands the prison plan!

 

Few officers from this prison volunteered to return

left mainly to those from the new

to venture into the ageing depths to find the missing

splitting into groups of three

each led by somebody who knew the prisons layout

each uncertain and full of doubt!

 

Entering the C wing cell doors were banging loudly

and movement in the cells ahead

expecting to find one of those they seeked inside

but nothing stirred except dust

then a sound if somebody was running their way

on looking nothing could they survey!

 

An older guard said an inmate had been murdered

in the dank cell then tossed over the rail

walking on more nervous than they were before

headed down to the lower levels

to the isolation block with no lights and very small

where nobody could hear you call!

 

Thoroughly searching the cramped eerie cold place

nobody visibly was to be found

but one or two were certain they heard voices there

glad to leave back to ground level

in the mess hall it felt as though others were near

footsteps approaching crystal clear!

 

Each group were here so had no explanation for sounds

unable to locate the missing prisoners

it was decided to leave and recheck registers to see

if it was simply a clerical error

everyone glad to be out of the repressive environment

that to them was maleficent!

 

Even the hardened experienced prison officers had found

their last visit an unexpected scare

it was found the number missing men was  correct

they were never found or seen again

paranormal investigators are regular visitors inside today

none of them from the team would stray!

 

Within the prison the phenomenon increased!

 

The Foureyed Poet.