los alamos burrow
injected with serums
they walk on a treadmill
monday through friday
they walk and get nowhere
twisted and sideways
and nobody cares

human guinea pigs
their minds on treadmill
another experiment
in torture and torment
cloth mother life
industrial death
exposed to a toxin
i can't draw a breath

human guinea pigs
do we have to be?
caught in a mad scientist
fantasy
trapped and lonely
caught in a cage
waiting to be told
to obey