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In the Wicked Wires.

You will die alone
with nothing
to show the world,
nothing to find upon
your return

save for mangled memories,
as always seems to be the case.

Nothing save for memory
to enlighten you, help
you assimilate the history
hidden from you, memories stolen
from the ghost ensnared

in the wicked wires,
wretched circuitry
of this evolved,
primate machine.

Death and rebirth cycles
make you dizzy, anxiety
induces paralysis,
inspiring you to gravitate
toward familiar, predictable patterns,

the comfort
of your deepest miseries.

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