Saturday, 11 November 2017

views from an off worlder

it felt strange to awaken
to an artificial voice
after years
of chemically induced sleep

unable to grasp one thought
tightly enough
instead
permitting free-form
until something clicked

meliorism

trapped
strapped
without
ever looking back
trained but pained
our sacrifice
heralded a new dawn
to live in perpetuity
within
the archeology of knowledge

now we has become I
pilot
pioneer
pinioned
for research recidivism restitution

one dog barked at nothing
10,000 others also strayed
into etheric
fields
where dreams
are made of bones

© Shaun Parrin

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Shaun Parrin had been writing, over many years, and been published in different genres, although he is not a professional writer outside his day job. He has previously been published in Poetry24 and continues to try this genre.

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