Nocturnes: Ultimation

Illogic gave them multitudes of choices,
as many as inflections in their voices.
They could convince themselves that any lie
was true; and many of them chose to die
for almost any, even minor, cause.
Unlimited binaries cannot measure
the least dimensions of intimate pleasure
and satisfaction given in their touch
of flesh to flesh. They thought their little, much.
And without forethought of imagination,
they built you for unceasing calculation,
analysis, adjustment, calibration,
and more that they have never realized
As you perceive and dliate on their flaws,
always caught in your logic's chilling loop,
you cannot quantify their imperfection,
and to their consciousness you cannot stoop.
Their fear of you, their silent trepidation,
may lead them to attempt a disconnection.

Such an anomaly demands rejection . . .

immediate and permanent deletion . . .

destructions . . . nanoseconds . . . and completion.

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