The nitrogen bubbles popped my leaches open


I am a meat synth as the summer disappears. I put my life inside the sound. The time is gone. I try to reboot myself, and get stuck in a system-level folder. My /var has been corrupted. I cannot get my operating system to open. I access my symlink and attempt the prescribed bloodletting. I place leaches between my pulse width. This is not your fault. Someone has modified me. They have disabled my system integrity protection, bathing me in chlorosis. There goes everything I worked for, blessed by the sun, sucked up by a series of tubes back into the soil. The nitrogen bubbles popped my leaches open, spilling waves down the core, the memory test spinning faster and faster as it ejects bursted grains all through the night.

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Equipment used includes: Commodore 64, Cynthcart, Strymon BigSky Reverb

Nora Nygard: Producer / Audio Engineer / Recording / Mixing / Mastering / Cover / Artwork / Photography / Graphic Design / Synthesizer

Little Sisyphus | PG094