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- Ockham's Razor -

All of my research led me to the simplest of solutions.
The nuance was remarkable, and the realization just one leap beyond profound.
This was bigger than the System. This was bigger than anything, ever before.

- Icebox -

Cold transmission and superficial conversation.
Bodies swim in vials while minds, in wires.
Cold ambitions with scathing deprecation.
In tangles of neurons and electrical fires.

Stay silent and implant a dream in me.
Across the waves and under the sulfur sea.
I'm even more alone when she talks.
Through two burnt wires in the icebox.

I'm flying
I'm frying
I think that I'm dying.
Through two burnt wires in the icebox.

What sacrifices are made for approval?
Under water in oceans where I've never fit in.
What desperate act can bring the removal.
Of the terminal chipset just under my skin?

Stay silent and implant a dream in me.
Across the waves and under the sulfur sea.
I'm even more alone when she talks.
Through two burnt wires in the icebox.