1951
Broken in circles,
this
spiral
down.
A remnant,
a relic,
valid.
A black mass,
in vacuums,
incision.
Specimens,
cultured.
Future calling,
sleep,
docile now,
humble.
Humanity.
The expectancy of life.
This pregnancy of hope.
Copyright © Gary Gene Linney | Year Posted 2016
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