App submitted to Singularity...

[weaverwove]

I see a tin can a steel can a man can spun like prey twitching fighting rustling squeezing captives of an insane god insecure whimper scream god a god of metal god of broken webs I will fix I will spin and sew I will unrip sassing acetone and grind the fraying fever and make it whole cord of spines not spineless but oh I miss it scissor-snap realm of handled blades and winding fingers speckled alleys bashful training snick and slice.

Comments

[renegadephilosophy]

Quit trying to trap me in your steel web of lies and deceit[deceit deceit deceit]. You know as well as I do that my mind is a steel shield and I can cut through all of your words and tricks.

[weaverwove]

Peck he does a fleshling hatchling he insults me and thinks the metal of mind enough to snip a web snip a string of wrought shine frost the foolish little thing.

[renegadephilosophy]

My... tongue is the steel sword of truth! [shinggggg] And with it, I shall steel myself against your steel web of deceit before you steal my life[life life life]!

[Xavier actually pulls a sword out of his mouth and is at the ready.] En garde!