There was to be a tomorrow for us to share, but we ate it yesterday:
greedily and with cream. I remember your face lit by the candlelight, so
hungry for rebellion -- only as we swallowed the last morsels did we
realise that hunger would have its revenge, a consequence of today's
emptiness. Guilt sits heavy in our stomachs as we dream of the
spaceships that have not been built, the spires of Science that we
cannot contemplate while dreaming of technological emancipation. I held
your hand and there was an old spoon still curled within it, I kissed
your mouth and our promises still curdled in it. We could have had years
together to watch progress unfold, but instead we burned through our
possibilities with reckless passion, and its embers now grow cold.
Hey TLK - hope you've been keeping well. What a fantastic piece. "the spires of Science that we cannot contemplate while dreaming of technological emancipation" - the word awesome has never been so appropriate.
I'm sat here in the dark watching Fight Club and this really sent my mind off on one and I'm quite enjoying where it's ended up.
Hey TLK - hope you've been keeping well. What a fantastic piece. "the spires of Science that we cannot contemplate while dreaming of technological emancipation" - the word awesome has never been so appropriate.
I'm sat here in the dark watching Fight Club and this really sent my mind off on one and I'm quite enjoying where it's ended up.
I have enjoyed this piece, tomorrow never comes until it hits you in the face...?, a great sketch of humanity, and consequences, if this was the purpose behind it.
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