The anxiety of immobility
still picks away at the cells of the brain,
The berserk destruction nestles itself within reality
Swallows the prayers of movement and execution
Leaving only noise and vibrations
Forehead wrinkled
Stagnant, but productive
Prior to May
Tormenting the muscles that scream for air
And devouring the syllables resting on the tongue
Peeling the flesh,
Revealing the vitals
Struggling
Against wires
Counterfeit wires
Binding nonetheless
The concept of being whole and complete
The essence of ties,
dismembered entities
Have found God in the Wired