"Meat Machine," an impromptu grunge poem

Rattle,
Thump-thump thump-thump,
Crack,

The meat machine is failing:
The lizard brain is overclocked,
Synapses are corroding, snapping,
The nervous system sputters, smokes, and sparks,

The world is bright, loud, abrasive,
The dark quiet is polluted with runoff,
A body isn't meant to live like this,
Pain, pressure, exhaustion

Error!
THIS CANNOT CONTINUE!
THESE ARE THE END TIMES!

.....

Reset.
Breathe.
Just another day.