Tenuous ThreadsA Poem by Audra BurwellWe are parasites, bulbous bodies entangled, Swarming atop nests of rotten flesh, fighting And crowding on an already choked planet, A hive mind of greed and gluttony, evil oozing From our pores, sickly brown muck slicking Our palms as we tear through dying matter. Our bulging guts and sunken eyes scan for Nourishment as we traverse the hollowed husk We inhabit, moondust clinging to our scaled Skin, bloody fingertips dripping black oil, a Secretion of toxins pooling in the beds of our Nails, black craters spreading and devouring. Carnage has become our nature, bestial and Savage, a dying race clinging to the tethers of Salvation, unborn and unloved in an alien land, Castaways forever wandering the limitless Horizon, searching for the world we destroyed, Consumed by fangs of shadow and bloodlust. We are husks of our ancestors, withered shells Wavering on scorched winds, senseless beings, Numb to pain, programmed solely for survival, Our receptors coded to self-destruct upon Successful procreation, mechanical and artificial, We trudge on, awaiting death’s forbidden embrace. © 2022 Audra Burwell |
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1 Review Added on July 6, 2022 Last Updated on July 6, 2022 Tags: #postapocalyptic, #scifi, #space, #dystopian, #ancestors, #race, #alien, #abandoned, #explorer, #parasite, #hivemind, #destruction, #overpopulation, #global, #endofdays, #species AuthorAudra BurwellFresno, CAAboutAudra Burwell is a creative writing major with a strong emphasis on fantasy-themed poetry and fiction that covers universal subject matter. Her work has been published by Palaver Journal, Deep Oversto.. more..Writing
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