(poem) alternative realities in peach flavoured subsystems v3.8

[mister c]

skintight overhaul rewrites the infection
to my satnav scornbitten typographical error
don't hesitate to call
if you're in any kind of trouble
i've got a soundbyte nanoknife starstruck libido
beside savage costs and stunted growth
i'm like seventeen scars per level
stripmine the startled beasts
and leave their acidblood to dig through
levels
and floorboards
and stricken customers with their fuckmefaces on
don't touch the keyboard
it's got gangrene
and my fingertips are bleeding
summon up mu conduit
and slapstick up a system
can't you errorfix my harddrive
or at least rewrite the manifold
touch two wires and spark a blackhole
which consumes power and vomits cartoons
which i catch in offhand position
while the target shifts and agitates
i recognise
all molecules
as merely pathways to visitation:
android, you hear me.
your nanotech inspires
and recognise my username
my password, my email.
systems power up.
let there be light,
let there be power
to core and to scanners
despite darkness and distance
- location confirmed.
ignition.
explosion of atoms, let it open.
let it breathe.
location confirmed.
ten seconds to arrival.