XV11 - Neppe Loco Ghia
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Lord Turbo West
Is Gally Orsel’s avatar:
More pure, if bred
In mass adoring manic hearts:
Born surely dead
If that’s aborted: Magic arts
Form circuit breaths
And at the core’s a shadow star..
Neppe Loco Ghia’s
Electric
Collective
Steady soulless sea of
Connections
To West gives
Turbo
His cursed flow:
Ghia’s panacea
Turns souls
To turncoats
Demons can believe in..
Dirt robes
Of cursed gold
Demons can be free in..
First tho
A pure soul’s
Freedom can’t be weakened..
Worse tho:
Pure flow
Keeps em happy: Even
Worse tho:
Pure gold
Heated can’t be weakened:
Outlier
Clouds higher
Castles than
Shadows can
Out climb:
Proud minds
Shackle hands
To fancy pants:
Battle plans
For happenstance
Have a band
Width
Of myth
As a scam
Your average man
Can demand:
A bliss
Abyss..
Enter souls, to be what
Neppe Loco Ghia
Gets to go to sleep: What’s
Dead awoke? Indeed, trust..
When the door is freedom
Men adore the keys, but
When the door of freedom
Led to Orsel, keys suck..
Turbo West’s
First to bed:
First to rise
Earth the prize..
First, disguise:
Servers fry
Circuits: Eyes
Worship lies..
Person - pest:
Worse, if men’s
Birth is high
Earls to rise:
Cursed, at night
Serpents might
Work to rise:
Secure the skies..
Blur the eyes:
Secure the mind:
Hyperspace
Nightingales
Hyper, sang
Nightly tales:
“Brighter day
Right this way!”
Cyber cage:
Cyborgs pray
Worshippin
A firmament
Lies create:
Minds replace
Purpose with
A circuit’s kiss..
Thus the sky’s
Just the mind’s
Permanent
Worshipped fence:
“F-ck the sky
If f-ckin lies
Are otherwise
just as high!”
Thus the mind’s
Just an eye
Worshippin
The server it’s
Circuits give
Worship when
Certain it’s
Certain, tricked..
AI’s
Fake wine
Grapevine
Is space time:
Space Force
Is faith war:
Hail your
Fake lord’s
Scepter of deception:
Network of attention’s
Nectar fed to West his
Energetic essence..
Legend is a beverage - his:
Drinkin
What you’re thinkin:
Heaven isn’t gettin it’s
Kingdom
From your thinkin..
Outlander
Cloud castle
Server farm:
Person barns..
Now that it’s
Outlandish
Curtains part:
Turbo stars..
Yet it’s Gally Orsel
Fed with magic morsels:
Neppe’s manic mortal
Menu managed, morphic
Net of grandest courses
Ever planned: A morbid
Web of stranded corpses
Neppe hands to Orsel’s
Avatar
As the sparks
Turbo West
First collects:
Gally Orsel
Has a portal:
Turbo West
Cured of death..
Neppe Loco Ghia’s
Net may hold his freedom..
Maybe not:
Maybe God
Sets His own agreements
Regardless
Of darkness
Light is not electric
Artifice:
A farcical
Cyberotic death kiss..
Circuit isn’t
Firmament:
Server isn’t
Permanent:
Worship, if
To serpents is
Returned to Him:
Earth is His..
Lord of Heaven
Bored with Neppe
Loco Ghia’s
Sole achievement:
More dementia’s
Core deception
Fully breached if
Wool’s The Secret..
Now, who’s to stand
In cloud cuckoo land?
How? Magnets?
Cloud castle
Grounds - voodoo sand..
Bed of roses, sleepin:
Woke up googly eyed
In Neppe Loco Ghia’s
Wolkenkuckucksheim..