The Greys By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
Large dark eyes
Not for better professing of screens and omnipresent data
But instead built-in protective goggles
to shield the dust and toxic gasses
A thin, sleek frame
Not because bulk and muscle is obsolete
following the death of manual labor and the perfection of nutrition
But instead the result of synthesized calories
and poisioned soil incapable of supporting kale or lettuce or plums
Long slender fingers
Best to text meaningless characters and wave from a distance
Skin the color of wind blown ash
The glory of dieing suns blocked by the byproduct of their ownstored might
Not further evolved individuals
come to build new Pyramids and share secrets
Broked refugees
running to our galactic shores after seeing lush greens and blues
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