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BroadSpectrumPlacebo t1_j0wt8z5 wrote

[poem]

i spy

wiTH my little eyE

somEthiNg shining in the sanD

heaven in a tin can

millions Of peaches

peaches For me

i sing To myself

as juice drips down my beard

i kick tHE can

across the barren plains

WOndeRing if i'lL ever

see another face again

i Dance in sAnd stormS

lick deW from lEaves

but i long for something more

a little bit of Kompany

i carry oN

follOWing the sun

there may not be much left In this sunburnt land

but thaT won't rob me of what hope left i have

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BroadSpectrumPlacebo t1_ivxq2sh wrote

[poem]

here i am

waiting For it all to end

nothing but my mind and me

if only i, tOo, could transcend

but here i am

lonesome, oh, these yearRs have been

passing at a glacial pace

without so much as a plea for me

here i am

since the aGe of birthing ended

and the time of pod-birth started

thEy have not said my name

i have become redundant

hear, i am?

a quieT sound, so familiar

a soft whirring between My ears

but how could this be?

it's been yEars and years and years

hear, i am?

there must be something in the aether

it caNnot be a birther

"tawaret where are yOu?"

i'm sure i heard it murmur

here i am

i've found my way, give me your hand

and to think i'd cursed this immortality

but here i am to protect

the rebirth of humaniTy

here i am


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