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Science FictionWe are sliding into oblivion.Science Fiction by KaseyKillface
Dust-colored dogs roam the streets like wolves,
Perfect camouflage in this world
Where sky and earth are the same
Dull metallic hue.
The buildings are crumpled and dirty
Like used tissues piled atop each other.
A thick cloth wraps around the white sun
And there are moths on the lips of statues.
We are slipping into oblivion.
We breath Styrofoam air and eat synthetic
Vegetables. (The glistening future is here.)
Minds are upgraded, downloaded, synched;
Our ghosts float along the spider's web.
The neurons are only electric. We don't even dream.
Part of the machine the machine the machine:
Sept-jointed horrible clockwork.
(((A friend once told me,
"The human race is a grand murder-mystery
And I'm Sherlcok-F***ing-Holmes."
Who did it detective?
"Don't you know?
Don't you recognize the signs?
Suicide, my dear Watson.")))