The Dance of the Dung Beetle

A sharp aroma seeps across the sky, You scurry to its source; Working quickly to carefully craft A sustaining sphere of pungent spice. With cargo now in tow you Castoff across this barren sea In direction unknown, Until looking up You catch your breath And ride the Milky Way; Stars …

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Curious Dunes

A distant sun sets over reddened lands, As ripples lay before you like a wave; Try reach out with your cold, synthetic hands, And touch the ground that will become your grave. These unscathed marks are footprints in the sands That shackle you and bind you like a slave. Your …

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