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Tuesday, June 13, 2017


The machine stops
Just short of the beckoning reeds
Inside a man watches the gentle waters
Polish the helpless stone to nothingness
It takes a mere 10,000 years
And then, curiosity satisfied,
He drives away, tires kicking up
The sun-blasted desert sands

1 comment:

Jeff Shyluk said...

Kill all the humans
I brain myself with a rock
I'm in Westworld now?