Laboratory

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Feb 21, 2019 

A world
spinning 
furiously.
Beings popping 
in and out
of existence.
Generations
morphing 
on the
fly.
Evolving,
changing.
Pulsating 
biology,
to an end.
Creating.
Creating something 
new.
Something 
different.
Laboratory.
Laboratory 
mixing, furiously 
mixing.
Individuals a
component 
of the stew.
Ultimately lost
In the mix.
Soon 
something new
emerges,
something new
results.
Something that
will change
everything!

 

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