De Morgan

Forced to speak their language
This request comes
In the form of a bleeping signal
Those silo shaped beacons
On the dashboard
Of any good superhero vehicle

Spoken choppy
Morse to station
More of a Quine dagger
Than Sheffer stroke
These are not and
True all the same
A floppy finish
For something
So strong out the gate

Alternatively in denial
Logic states:
You can have
This or that
Believing at first
That either relates
To something outside -
Outside of what it is
Cold and handy

Knowing all along
Drawing from venom;
Forgetting the ampcheck;
Two streets
In two neighborhoods
Creating different results
Both arriving
At the same conclusion
Around the same time

There is beauty in your circuitry
All your "x" marks the spot
Here and
Nor there
So welcoming
Where these two roads
Merge for a moment
In theory
But never more than
On paper
These connection machines
Never really picking up steam
But finding their way
Back home
Like baggage
Switched on the wrong carousel
That snaky path
Never wrong
Nor right
Just output
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