The very last I knew of you- there was a flash, and then two of you. And then the two of you bore more upon more of you, 'till the swarm of you produced a sickening hum. And the hum wove itself into the fabric of my days... And the hum wove itself into the fabric of my days. My every living molecule became a perfect copy of itself. The feedback loop that it created bore down upon me. I turned, I thought I heard something life-like stirring was it only for want of one kind word? was it only for want of one kind word? The last I knew of you there was a a flash, and then there was none of you... All our teeth are falling out i got nothing to tell you on the telephone. White ga**es hiss from me; black smoke coughs from your propped jaws. My tv has the plague! My tv has the plague!