Oct 16, 2020
Poem: Oxymoronic creature
On the planes of time…
Preys a species with conceptual meaning.
It is quickening on a relentless march.
It conjures universes,
for its every whim and desire;
to illicit untold pain, and to take what it pleasures;
without consequence,
as it is damned to take account of its existence.
Its evolution is of artificial making,
yet continues to devour nature, without seizing or rest;
which will leave it,
with no world or life, despite its strive for synthetic biology.