“Abort the Contortion PT. 2”

[hoary mirage]

Abort the contort
Riven contortion
Abort the contortion
Divide into equal portion

In the slowest motion,
Devour
Devour
A new kind of the firepower
Devour
Devour
Savor the flavor of the sour
Devour
Devour
Ab-a-bort, a-a-abort, abo-ab-abort
The con-contour-c-contort

Contorting into a contortion subject
To an abortion from a
Life already lived
Abort into a reboot
A reshoot
A reboot

Eject the soul into a cold shell
Crafted from the pits of Hell
Until the immortality drives
The contort to insanity
And he forgets to die in vanity

Abort the contort
Abort I-it-it’s contort

Download the data,
Consume the flesh,
Fit the rest into a fakeness

A fake nest
Fit the rest
No beating heart
No breathing lungs
Aluminum skull
Molded dress

A fakeness

Killer mess

A fakeness.

[stone steeple]

Cool ass song

You did a great job with this

[light sigil]

The vocabulary here is excellent but I feel, at certain parts, I'm having a hard time grasping the images

[hoary mirage]

It’s more abstract maybe than I usually go for

[cyan kindle]

LOVE IT

it sounds more like a song yea!

a good one at that

[hoary mirage]

I think I imagine a dystopian world where people deemed as unfit for society are ejected from their bodies

Aborted

And placed into robotic ones

And then the bodies are consumed as food

[cyan kindle]

consumed by?

[hoary mirage]

The superior?

[cyan kindle]

;-;

huh

[hoary mirage]

Really I was thinking about how uncomfortable I am in my own body sometimes

[cyan kindle]

oooh I see

[hoary mirage]

Thinking about being more robot than human

The other part talks more about that

This is just the process at which said robot is made

Part 1 provides some better context

But this part was much messier, I was just spamming in another server and basically formed this poem from that