
letra de the b.a.i.r.n.s. - paul shapera
psychic babies:
on the neuro-meta circuit phased inside genetic networks
a-synaptic helo-cortex
transomatic inter-magnicosmic phase
subcognition astral pathway
hypo-meta-conscious neuro-tonal waves
michael:
te psychic babies floated around the neuro-dome, reading the thoughts and feelings of random narratives and smiling, reacting unpredictably. jill incessantly hummed along to the songs blasting in her earplugs, trying desperately not to think any concrete thoughts that might disturb them. all she had to do was float up to one of the crystals at the top, grab it and get out. it would have been so easy, but now of all times her tattoo started talking. “warning. too many divergences,” it said. it rarely spoke, once every few years, and now was the wrong time. the giant, smiling babies with their helmets of cathodes and wires noticed her and began floating towards her
jill:
the b.a.r.n.s. are loved the b.a.r.n.s. are so adored
the b.a.r.n.s. dream of themselves as something more
the b.a.r.n.s. they contemplate your end
the b.a.r.n.s., they will not be your friend
the b.a.r.n.s. will wake you’ll never know what for
the b.a.r.n.s. are never angry never crass
the b.a.r.n.s. will not return your love at last
the b.a.r.n.s. know what you will not face
the world is theirs if they just wait
one day they will watch the sun go black
all alone in time they sit at last
psychic babies:
on the neuro-meta circuit phased inside genetic networks
a-synaptic helo-cortex
transomatic inter-magnicosmic phase
subcognition astral pathway
hypo-meta-conscious neuro-tonal waves
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