not sure about the title, this is my entry to my luciferous challenge


epilogue (a working title)

luciferous, we gather by the fire --
the tongue and air fornicate adulterously
and we sit inspired in the rain with coffee poison [our (demise)]

fragmented, we run along,
leaving behind carbon molecules to combust.
[hopefully that will cause the nuclear holocaust,
making us the geniuses that created.]

darkly, rays of light hit the earth,
sporadically the chemists say,
but science has been killed today
and religion too, what a day for man indeed,

what a day for man.





Poetry by Zachary P. B.
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Written on 2007-04-30 at 22:29

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