A Nod To King Crimson
21st Century Machine Gods
Depopulate as they repopulate
Available geographic space
Mad friction rules an aether realm
Digital cogitations
The human mortal face
Is being erased
Quantum speed evolving a pace outstripping
The natural balance tipping towards
An inevitable demise
Late last night I saw your eyes
Go cold, they were frozen in fear
Now is it time to disappear
We ask you
21st Century Machine Gods
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2026-02-01 at 13:27
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