His House

Hold down prey animal,
And eat alive,
Soft, white kind,
Breed born bound,
And even more soft, pink crevices.
Steal both wounds and words,
Spelling names with sickles and scythes,
Spoken stabbings of syntax,
Shredded and left as carrion,
Gutted on the floors of the house,

Of he who will not leave his own house.

Soft Machine Surgery

Activate new soft machine installation,

Stasis mode in 33 minutes and 3 seconds,

Life support disengaged.

Test connections and tissue compatibility.

Delete redundant data sharing,

And rewrite spatial parameters.

Introduction of self contained periphery upgrade.

Call up all base nucleotide files,

And recombinant codexes.

Initiate automatic circulatory protocol,

Through primary epidermal platform for backup.

Manual device input required to save template.

Transfer pass codes through skin contact, And add additional security clearances,

Through airborne transmitters.

Load talismanic neuron keys,

And fetish secretion maps,

Clean and reorganize all system logs prior to fluid purge.

Power core at 99%,

Open cavity and remove bone drive,

Install genetic cartridge,

And reboot.

The Conversation

Satanic conversations with compromised Archangels,

Traffickers of unobtainable dream states and non-terrestrial indulgences.

Contraband in need of exorcism.

Carnal gates with eyeless guides tip toe past sleeping guards wielding dull blades companioned by lame wolves.

Friendly angels seeking primal gratification slip past secret keys with their tongues in the mouths of human hosts.

Words die in unnatural postures.

These conversations are an abomination.

There is no negotiation.

You must comply.