Testo di Sound Out The Braille

Reeling in the skeins to cable fed simulacra To which I run the feed Sandblasted faces no mouths to scream needless object always scratching This breach in Heaven irised shut It scorns this land without even ghosts Reinventing the wheel so many times I've become calloused to its genius I clock the signal to noise And take suicide capsules now For me the sky has fallen Is this how Braille sounds?