Mona gets up and it’s a bleak day
Which she doesn’t notice
Because the iridescent, translucent walls
Emit fragmented rainbow light

Mona gets up and starts to shine
As a natural, automatic thing
The holographic tatoos in her hair
Gives her the morning halo

Mona gets up and it’s the last day
She realizes with a little anxiety
The lease of the nachines
In her body terminates today

Mona gets up and goes out
She has lots of money, but no
Faucres, so she will have to sell
Her only molecular constructed object

Mona gets up and sells the gift
The thing her ex-boyfriend the
Nano programmer gave her
So she can go on living

Mona parts with the nachine
Construct with some sorrow