Random Rhymes From An Expat Living A Long Way From Home
Tuesday, October 29, 2019
Insatiable
Upon reflection,
Viewed from outer space,
Humans look like a mold infection,
Spreading across Earth’s surface
In every direction,
Mold-like, spots and tendrils
Will darkly spread,
Until what nurtures
Is choked and dead...
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