Time taken, thoughts broken
We turn on rusted hinges
Beside our interplanitary quest
We see,
Sentience binges.
Translucent tokens
Just short another hairsbreadth
Indeed.

Screens capture, Hidden nature
Scan your eyes through the terminal
An affront to humanity, hidden
Inside,
Won't you turn germinal
Intellect, and fracture
The iceberg emerging from the middens
And hide.

Away through time
We float like insects on a pond,
Shellfish in a tidal wave
We shall live on
But never get away.

Till we find heaven
Holding our rusted jaws closed
With hands made from burning rock
And we
Shall find situations posed
By our darkest dreams, forgiven
Anything to turn away from the laughing stock
We wish we weren't.