Radiate Me to Life

Robotics, gears, lasers:
I hear you in my sleep.
Help me. Heal me.
Move over me.
Apply and take the cure.
Feel the lights,
A warmth over me like the sun.
Containment.
Line up the dots.
One, two, three
Across my soft chest
Like an oceanic horizon.
Up the body and down it moves
While I lie there still
As untouched, new fallen snow.
Barely breathing.
Screaming inside.
Crying out for answers.
Hear the gears.
Smell the smell.
Feel frozen.
Stay frozen, like the prima facie
I live with daily.