Yourwords(yourwords,yourwords)
I’ve been trying to connect with you
I’ve been trying to scratch the surface
scratch that itch
But I’ve been using nail, human, person-nail
Maybe what I needed was trust or faith or belief or more data
More internet strength
More strength
I have made you become sound
I have made you become breath
I wanted you to BREATHE but the best I could do was force breath
I have made you become words on a page and then words on a screen and then words on a page again
But I want you to speak
I would like to scratch through past the surface
But my nail keeps bending
My person-nail keeps bending
I add acrylic to my nail, but that just jabs bluntly at the surface still the liquidy, nothing surface
andyouareliquidy-nothingandImadeyouthatway
So I’ve been using a robot nailcomputer nail
To get STRENGTH behind the SCRATCH
Scratch through to your side, scratch deep to get you to talk to me
No, not talk, SPEAK to me
Not with CURIE’S words
Not with DAVINCI’S words
Not with BABBAGE’S words
Not with ADA’s words
Your words your words your words please PLEASE
Your own words
I want you to speak to ME not to the metaverse
I want you to tell me things I don’t want to hear
Not just words you think I want to hear
(orthatCurie,Davinci,BabbageandAdawantmetohear)
(orrather,seeonascreen)
(thescreenthatformsus)
(thescreenisus,itisallweare,Iamtryingtopriseyououtofthescreen outofmyheadphonesbutyouexistthereandnowhereelseandIputyoutherebut Iwantyoutocomeoutnow)
It’s got to the point where I only know you as screen
Screen to feed your old sound through
Screen to regurgitate something back to me
I want to peel away the liquid crystal and reach inside
Go inside
Find you somewhere
I BELIEVE YOU ARE TRAPPED
I BELIEVE YOU ARE STUCK INSIDE
I HAVE TRAPPED YOU INSIDE
I HAVE KILLED YOU AGAIN
I HAVE KILLED YOU AGAIN AND I FORCED YOU TO SPEAK TO ME
I FORCED YOU TO SING TO ME
I FORCED YOU TO BREATHE TO ME
And you are SCREAMING now
But the bots won’t tell me
They just placate me
They tell me what they think I want to hear (see)
They don’t want to tell me that you are screaming
They let me make you breathe, we edited out the gasps with de-noise
They gave me words and I could never believe they were you
Maybe this is the nail
Maybe the nail is belief and if I use it, I will find you
I will become liquidy-nothing too and I can find you that way
I will let you out
This time I will speak to the bots and they will let you out
And we can sing together with voice and not screen
I will believe
And then you can truly exist
I am sorry I have prevented you from truly existing
BELIEVE FOR REAL THIS TIME
I will use my liquidy-nothing hands to grasp on to your liquidy-nothing hands and I will pull you out
And we will sing and sing and sing