the fathers days are gone
they can no more see their dreams
nor recognize their offspring
whose days too are marked
not today but upon the future
their demise all but ensured
by the birth of new hideous beasts
much as you birthed the tv
but these births will be stillborn
a dead future of shining metal
buzzing airwaves & invisible noise
wrought from all of your deaths
the grotesque beasts will come
flesh & metal existing in one
Todays best new poem was written by tlbailey.
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