flesh and blood turned into machines,
the filth made the flesh and oil
became the blood.
maybe the other way around,
but it all happened without a sound.
all night looking in a gamma of light
that absorbs the brain,
new machinery.
fake pressures and oversized future views,
overcome by fresh blood.
it keeps it all in place and justifies
the ethic for this slavery.
all night looking in a gamma of light
that absorbs the brain,
new machinery.
flesh and blood turned into machines,
the filth made the flesh and oil became the blood