JG Collins

Seer

 

Look,
listen,
learn.
What’s going
on?
Writhing
existence.
Organic world
mixing
coalescing
on all
levels.
Civilization,
humanity,
genetic confusion.
The experiment
turned on.
Seer watching
no interference
but wondering.
We but
unwitting
participants.
Endgame
Unknown.
Writhing,
coalescing
genetic blob
growing,
expanding,
to where?
Undetermined!
Seer observing.
Nothing more.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments1

  • Hope

    Nice job!



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