oratorio in grey scrolls patiently from the top    a strip of iron peeled out of a thread   discrete assimilation fouls me like the house of usher   a pet in your goldfish bowl but for you i only float dead      feel visible matter   feel invisible matter   there is death in everything   we are connected without reason at all      you have your way with me like a lover   but i spite you because i just want the end of the world      oratorio in grey scrolls patiently till it stops