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? 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 gasses hiss from me; Black smoke coughs from your propped jaws. My tv has the plague! My tv has the plague!