proprietary organ
silently pumping notes
to all my parts
the bandmaster lies deep
in fissures
beneath
xylphone skull
the song it discharges
like a mantra
makes us our own
i've lost my arms and legs
my body has gone blind
though i still have my mind
like a bird without any song
i float steady in dead air
with poisond' posture
i've now awakened
sweating invisible beads of blue
my brain detached from my body
which seems so alien now
i've cut off all my limbs
like a song, devoid of a soul
my brain has lost its audience
i'm nothing but a symphony of silence.
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