Earth 2.0

Why are we so bent on self destruction?

Enter.
I work through the mud,
The ick filth and filth,
the mucky clay of existence,
floating through a parallel,
version 2.0 plane.
Control.
Surrounded by mechanical,
nightmares,
digital representations of life,
in a desire to return home.
Escape.
A place that once existed,
full of new.
An ethereal environment,
of silver linings and golden sunsets.
Delete.

Reviews

[Cindy]

Quite unique and poignant imagery. :)