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Cyborg/Replicant

Blindsided by a rhinoceros. Tendons, muscles, unraveling. I can't do this any-- Glitch, system failure, shutdown Restart, blue screen, flashing cursor Epileptic shock. Epinephrine injected Command line. Run: Beautiful flying objects thrown violently. Don't open this door! Kiss me hard And not in a good way (if you remember how), Like when fishes try to breathe on dry Land on jagged Rock Climbing without Gears spinning and clanking Pot and pan. (Glass and sand) Sizzling in this artificial sun Created by brainwaves soaked in Napalm and LSD and yellow cake uranium Ghostriding patterns erupting like Stop. Fail. Restart. Detecting equipment... No input present. How will you communicate? Try again. Restart. Password required. Why don't you eat? These tears are making my face numb. Put this in your arm. Trust me, you'll love it. You'll have Tesla coming out of every orifice. Dancing physics, matryoshkas. You can deny the existence of a God and live, But if you deny the existence of gravity... Well, just try and walk off this cliff. "These thoughts are so scattered. I don't even think they're mine." Those memories? They're not yours. They belong to your master's daughter. I must be dying, I'm only this awkward when I'm dying. Connection timed out.
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ryan-bowdish
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Jan 14, 2011
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