My solar-powered flower, chloroplast-less faux automaton. Sun has bleached the expression from your face, but at least it’s worn wrinkleless. “Wow, you’re smooth…XD” Looking at you makes me so thirsty that I drink deeply from a water glass that still has dish soap in it. A bubble pops inside my second brain, hemorrhaging rainbow and hydrolyzed collagen. I’m vivisected so a student of écorché can sketch my leaky gut on a big pad. I’m a monkey. I’m a puppy. I’m your study buddy.