The Meld

poem by: John Prophet
Written on May 14, 2023 

The meld.
Over
the horizon.
A new
reality be.
Vaporized.
All that’s
been,
gone.
Puff of
smoke.
Forgotten.
Humanity
melds.
Slowly.
Building
momentum.
Technology
creeps in.
Enveloping.
Little by
little.
Nestling
in.
Integrated.
Becoming
one.
Melding.
New reality.
Next iteration.
New being.
Unlimited
potential.
Technosapiens.
Gates open.
Infinity awaits!

 

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