Latent Paranoia

Endless Numbers, Slashing an Opening  
A new set of senses, weary, digging upward through the ether  
 
Eight cups of distilled essence—nothing of the sort exists,  
Lightning flows in glass veins,  
The earth's core in disarray, gravity redistributed,  
 
The heart is scrubbed repeatedly, tissues flushed with translucent blood, nerves leaping  
Each keystroke aligns with reality, a light touch triggers fate  
 
She truly is an idol, crystalline lenses refract moonlight upon her  
Behind her, slender pillars of flesh connect to a brooding, damp thundercloud  
Connection error, time fails,  
 
Low-resolution gods crushed by, reduced to displaced data  
A return to zero failed,  
 
A shattered throat, made from broken flesh, convulses in irregular spasms  
 
Delusions overflow from the liquid crystal, merging into a river of static noise  
 
不穷尽的数，划开一道口  
新的一种五官，倦怠，向上挖掘以太  
 
八杯被提炼的精华，没有这样的事，  
玻璃血脉中流动的闪电，  
地心错乱，引力重新分配，  
 
反复清洁心脏，组织血色通透，神经跃动  
按键与现实一一对应，轻触以触发命运  
 
她真是个偶像，晶状体折射月光照亮她  
其后面是纤细的肉柱，接通阴沉湿漉的雷云  
连接错误，时间失败，  
 
低保真的神明碾过，被分解成错位的数据  
向零的回归失败，  
 
破碎的血肉制成的喉结非规律性抽动  
 
妄想流溢出液晶，汇入噪波的河流