We Shall Meet Again In The Nightmare Machine

when our souls are stolen out from high
and our once-flesh memories run dry
we shall meet again in the nightmare machine

when the primordial ooze of life turns to waste
and our callow carbon copies crumble in haste
we shall meet again in the nightmare machine

when our weak words are ripped apart —
linguistic entrails, bleeding art —
and sounds eviscerate the start
we shall meet again in the nightmare machine

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