Doorways, hallways, coffins of possibility
if you press the buttons in the correct sequence
if you solve the enigma riddle
stop the cypher shadow mushrooms
lasciate ogne speranza voi ch'intrate.
A small black bird
Turing, chained by love unspoken
never spoken.
He breaks his vow of silence
vow of fear, vow of thwarted need.
The lid will slide over his shrouded form
over the coins pressed into his eye sockets
gently smother his breath
as the raven mutters a prayer
scatters a beakful of dirt.
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