1eathwish

Like oil to an android Synthetic person’s Solar fuel Running as hydraulic Manufactured fluid Fracked from places foreign Where glowing crystals grow And the workplace is brutal As miners grind with drills And smash with pickax Into petrol lightning Until the mines collapse To quakes of thunder cracks Born of deathwish brood Verisimilitude Machine’s driveContinue reading “1eathwish”

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