From Hell these demons crawled inside her small apartment television, coded pulsing bands of information stretched and slithered
writhing snakes of splendid neon color...yet why should the dead glow reach the skin beneath the glass where once did penetrate
many a dark thought? So long now she's pushed against the world
to find the force, invisible static cling screaming: shut off, shut off!
And in the silence swore she felt
the sting of pure existence.
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