The Branching Factor

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Your severed neck blooms back in triplicate—
each wound a mouth that learns to want again.
Your neurons fire the same ancient map,
but the body rewrites it, synapse by synapse,
and you remember nothing but hunger.
You are the beginning that never dies.

[Chorus]
Your heads turn toward the light like prayers,
each one thinking the same thought in parallel,
your distributed mind a constellation
that breaks and burns brighter.
You remake yourself in the image of damage—
that's not survival, that's *defiance*.

[Verse 2]
The stellate neurons in your radial nerve net
don't need a brain to coordinate the feast—
they're firing in theta waves, synchronized,
a whole body thinking without a throne.
Your epithelial cells are young forever,
neurogenesis blooming in the gastric column.
Axonal branching writes no biography;
you are pure *becoming*, unstuck from time.

[Chorus]
Your heads turn toward the light like prayers,
each one thinking the same thought in parallel,
your distributed mind a constellation
that breaks and burns brighter.
You remake yourself in the image of damage—
that's not survival, that's *defiance*.

[Bridge]
There's no hippocampal consolidation,
no scar tissue to mark where you were torn.
Your glial cells pulse with the same electric greeting
every single time you wake—
you are forgiveness made of flesh,
you are the second chance with a thousand mouths.

[Chorus]
Your heads turn toward the light like prayers,
each one thinking the same thought in parallel,
your distributed mind a constellation
that breaks and burns brighter.
You remake yourself in the image of damage—
that's not survival, that's *defiance*.

[Outro]
Cut you in half and watch the geometry double—
not loss, not replacement:
*multiplication*.
Your heads turn toward the light.