Monolithic

Brazil

purse your lips until they’re white 
 drag me kicking into night 
 didn’t I want to be free 
 or do I want to be right 

 only you can deprogram 
 only you can understand 
 only you can take the blade 
 and cut [the gag] from my mouth 

 the dusty book on your endtable 
 taught you how to make a lethal 
 fragmentary detonator 
 from common household thoughts 

 you put a fistful of salt [in my eyes] 
 this is what it was like 

 my thoughts 
 my eyes 
 my face 
 my skin 
 my heart 
 my bones 
 are slowly 
 becoming computerized


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