Brain-dead

Just a poem I wrote late last night while thinking about all the technology we have nowadays, and the extreme reliance on it.

Brain-dead,
in my head.
Brain-dead,
mind full of lead.
Brain-dead,
ain't got no more red.
Brain-dead,
technologically wed.
Brain-dead,
robotically fed.
Brain-dead,
an electronic bed.
Brain-dead,
are the last words he said.