Pursuing us
Watching over all
The silent hum
From a digital world
Surveillance drones
Chasing us, even in
The sleeping hours;
For how they evolve
To read our dreams
Fathom what our
Greatest fears are!
Thus, we lay bare
Before artificial gods!

Men Gone!

The face of fear stands exposedIn the cowering silence so boldPossessed with the burdenOf a dying, decaying world:Rotten rivers and furrowed mud,Fallen trees and yellowed fields!Last of the spirits must now leave,Poisoned by the air they breathe.Howling waves and the silver moonShed crystal tears on a barren EarthSo bony white, eroded to the coreMen gone;Continue reading “Men Gone!”