every night you feel cold
it's because of some rule you broke
splice the spine push a pin
programmable and computer-thin
televise slow stoned eyes
sex is telemetry data lines
red nineteen fix this dream
somehow I'm lost on the vector screen
deep inside ravaged blue
jitter skip down an old memory tube
dressed-up in infrared
i spy a strange exoskeleton
breathing breaks the human will
carry me slowly up the quantum hill
terrorize the data noise
who knows what weapons the heart employs?
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