Transmogrified

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Oh, how the chain is pulled from cross to QWERTY
When the journey ends and your thoughts are forfeit!
Bless your soul and input dead-end coordinates.
Why is my screen blank when I type to my god?

Into black holes, into space of others.
Out of black holes, into purloined minds.

Blood from the soul is transmogrified.
Cell journey ends against a backdrop of granite.
Bless your soul and input dead-end coordinates.
Why is my screen blank when I type to my god?

Into black holes, into space of others.
Out of black holes, into purloined minds.

Memory becomes mere media.

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from Faceless, Dreamless, released October 7, 2011

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