End Of Time
poem by:
John Prophet
Written
on Jan 12, 2018
I see a place with starless skies. I see a dark smooth world endlessly afloat in the black, its star long since blinked out. Covered with small closely spaced geodesic domes. Geodesic domes all interconnected, all with conduits leading to the core. I see a place where time forgot and where dreams come from.
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Ari J commented on Jan 18, 2018 at 8:00am
Cool
Adam S
commented on Jan 27, 2018 at 8:13pm
Interesting imagery, thanks for sharing.
