Human Unkind
Looking out,
the penumbra ellipsical in symmetry.
Breathing in
the impossible dream.
Stars that beckon to my weary soul.
Breaking through,
polar vortexes are seeded by the spin machine.
You say im just
an outdated design,
sentimental at the very core...
Humankind is not so kind.
Humankind is not so kind.
Humankind wont recognize,
that what we seek is what we find....
Phasing in
through a portal of stardust coated finity.
i may drown,
in the oceans of time.
Multi-universal parody.
Breaking out.
Limitations are less with every move i make.
Pain transformed.
Reality shifts, synaptic firing, neural data stored.
Humankind is not so kind.
Humankind could be divine.
But humankind cant recognize,
that humankind is hard to find
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Yeti Noone
poet, mystic. Wrote it but somehow... missed it. Dark prose is somewhat of an artform of mine. Each portrait is akin to a dark meditation on the human condition/consciousness or lack thereof.
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