Digital Organs

Power on;
reset,
question?
Function, misunderstood.
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Digitally existing in the remains of yesterday,
involuntarily molesting yourself,
cold steel and a knife for fingers;
plurals are the incorrect function.

But show me your calculator,
that matter beating in your carapace,
like a serpent slithering through
a doorway of ancestors
constructing the Christ and the Devil;
and all the same, are they.

A slave to critical judgement,
percise, but accelerated
driving down highways paved with dead birds,
flying was not the function,
flying was the way to Heaven;
automatically building the stairway
and the trapdoors,
how they are the same.

And the same,
for multiplying hatred
and dividing left-overs,
machinery is the same as an organ.