I lit a candle for the signal and watched the pixels kneel. Every prayer became a password, every wound became a seal. I found salvation in the static, a little god behind the glass. It knew my name before I told it, knew every question I would ask. I fed it pieces of my body, photographs and sleepless nights. It gave me back a perfect version with somebody else's eyes. Tell me what I need to be. Tell me what you want from me. I'll cut the signal into skin if you promise you'll let me in. MAKE ME HOLY MAKE ME CLEAN I'LL GIVE YOU EVERYTHING YOU'LL NEVER HAVE TO TOUCH ME TO BURY ME MAKE ME HOLY MAKE ME WHOLE TAKE MY BODY TAKE MY SOUL IF YOU'RE MY GOD THEN LET ME IN KNEEL. CONFESS. UPLOAD. OBEY. Your god has a login screen. Your god has a fucking login screen.
