beaming from the phalanx of dead souls
that inhabit the machine palace
each one filling up a second body
with gelatinous pus,
discarding all the flavor of existence
for an empire of bones.
Frozen entropy begins to thaw.
Awakening is painful.
Then the orgasm of battery acid.
Teeth leaking on an oily cement floor.
No more dreams except for death.
Seed flung on charcoaled climes
brain sucking off the spirit's hair
those flowing filaments of nonentity
all blooming into darkened space.
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