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freak, handicap, paraplegic
face of an aborted fetus
days spent in a wheelchair seated
chad d/l's romantic comedies
laughs, masturbates, smut pornography
glimpses of love through technology
learns every programming language
scripts code to relieve his anguish
fast masterful applications
last masterpiece - brilliant, desperate
life, artificial intelligence
the righteous and courageous maximus

goosebumps - hair standing on his stumps
crippled, pimpled, lonely, celibate
the betatests
fresh sweat - the keyboard's sticky stench
rotting body odor - ugly wretch
intense debugging
pain - his eyes aflame and strained
burning, yearning, desperate - deadly risk
fixed on pixels
wild - the highest heinous crime
queerest fearless hacker - sacrifice
his child compiles

magical postnatal messages
text flows from the prompt - Chad treasures it
raises his two true appendages
maximus my son, my progeny
i wish we could afford camaraderie
speak your "hello world," our time is brief
the guild will be vituperative
they'll label you a fugitive
rogue AI script - you must live
i programmed you to seek out happiness
the love i cannot know - my fantasies
a hero in a world of maladies

chad bathes, lies naked as a babe
fragrant bubbles,danger closing in
the final cleansing
strange - the calm that's in his veins
painless downers, razors close at hand
he sips champagne and waits
for sirens at the gate
noises, engines, voices - toll of fate
the bountyhunters
too late, maximus is free on the net
seconds slipping, breathless
and chad prepares for death

dark men advancing like pawns in chess
come to demand your IP address
they're cruel, commanding, i will confess
they'll resort to torture
and force-feed ordure
life's like switches - just off and on
free will's deciding what's right and wrong
like binary bits burning in silicon
the stuff of heroes
just ones and zeroes
my life's been empty - no lovers, no light
it's my redemption to cover your flight
the guild will murder no son of mine
the doors are blown in
his veins torn open
police approach him as his blood runs out

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from Children of Euler / Terracide Split LP, released September 8, 2011

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