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"Walking on Water in the Between Worlds Place" 

when darkness came
the remaining, 
those beautiful 
transingularity 
neo-automatons, 
imbued with dark matters 
running through the wired 
dendrites of their splintered brain, 
where implanted, the voices 
of the neo-god speaks
instructing those 
voluptuous and fresh
criminal bodies
calling the hungry 
and wanton in, like magnets -
the soft sell was easy.
all hard served, fast and slick.
at first visceral, then, 
it was deemed
the intellect wasn’t 
necessary - 
the new sensual feeling,
bodies and mind
caressed by a
small Neuralink RFID.
like snow white 
encased in silicate glass, 
for a while asleep, when
turned on, very much 
awake. 
some called it, 
the great gambling chip; 
flashing light signals
heavy free energy sitting 
on malleable shoulders
that danced wars robotic,
puppets chained and pulled
like walking torture chambers,
loaded cartridges spinning
metal hearts cloned to ignite
like atomic bombs kissing 
seconds to midnight.
clockwork armies 
were laid bare
by the fire behind 
eyes alone, sharp knives
like lasers eviscerate 
those transfixed to 
a new state of -
"Behold
I am come 
Home"; 
they all eventually 
implode to the 
nowhere place. 
only Love injected 
into what exists soulless 
half djinn in that desolate 
between worlds place,
with a kiss, passed on the 
voiceless tongue,
the tablets, wafer thin,
now like Moses speak -
a new ecstasy
melting the monochrome
back to barely human
on their pronoun knees.
targets sometimes 
could be saved
before the strangest
Winter arrived
in the underworld,
its new revolution -
revelations raging 
in the time of the 
chromatic wasting,
chronicles of the unsaved
walking on water 
in the between worlds place

the children of Lot 
lost in the grips
of the new world 

that dreadful 
dimensionless 
judgement domain

forever in
episcop-alien
glitch

on repeat 

repeat
repeat
repeat


(LadyLabyrinth / 2022)







"We live dangerous lives
We have the power of will
We turn logic around
We feed the engine of change"
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