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My Life In Videodrone

My life in videodrone, am I alone?
I imagine I am in videodrone and
I stick my hand inside my stomach
and I find a gun inside I feel I am
empty

My guts don’t feel

All I am is the gun and the gun
is the power.. But one gun can only
do so much damage and not undo
the things already created and inflicted

And now there is too much source of
trashed flesh and maneuver

And my eyelids cannot look into the
screens

The friction is like a storm but
if I find the right channel to take me into
it’s mouth of madness, like a vessel..

I would go inside to see what I would find

And it might be my mind in bondage

Whips snap melodic on tender body
and lips open in moaning for new flesh
The flesh irrelevant to touch
The sensations we’ve gained
we began to un-trust

And there they no longer are real
Just images on dying screens

Long live the new flesh

– Vanessa Matic