the god of wealth is a cannibal
a reality to be torn and shredded
fabric wrung to threadbare
blood in the machine tastes like human
plug into consciousness of collected information
assimilation to the un whole
the simulation reacting against the probes testing it
testing us
intelligence/existence beyond imagination
or sensory information interpretation
electric dreams of unseen things
altars to the algorithms
underground screens showing monsters made of us
lurking human animals
skin masks
scum drives
cable nests
scratching old inputs
hardware sealed in flesh
predators mimicking life
falling to pieces, instant noodle presses
flickering lights of a bad transformer, life behind the glass, trapped like animals pretending to be whole, imprisoned in the void, belief in the benevolence of our self-made nightmare, the network and its nodes fluttering smoke
burning the circuits and chrome
silicon glass shatters to sand
herald the horror
warnings hollow
willing assimilation to the new organism
everything together as one, never to be apart again.
cerebral seepage 