Assembling a life is no meagre feat,
Let me tell you,
These are not simple machines,
Their intricacies are myriad,
To form a working product,
It will take the heavy industry of your actions,
Sweat blood and ore,
There is no prototype phase,
You’ve got one shot,
Only one budget of heartbeats exists,
So solder your connections wisely,
And god forbid any bolts are loose,
Too many are already upon the scrapheap,
That pile of obsolescence.

Wonderful extended metaphor! Well penned. I love the line…”Only one budget of heartbeats exists,”
Kudos, my friend!
Thank you kindly my friend! 😁
The Oldschool Harlequin
Always a pleasure. Cheers