He liked to pretend he could feel the tiny computers moving inside of him. There was a peculiar sense of loss every time someone came with the needle to harvest the computational pus from his infected parts. Tetanus was a nice strong bacterium, but it was very hard to breed robustly enough under lab conditions. Once they learned how to make DNA do computing, lots of companies needed lots of DNA computers. He was only renting his body as a tetanus-computer vat for the summer. The money would buy medical insurance. He’d laugh, if it wasn’t for the lockjaw.
SPARKLINES: ideas under 100 words. © Warren Ellis 2010