our fate was sealed at the spark of time
yet, it is a fate unknown.
the more hidden the venom, the greater it is.
conscious minds in simulations of reality
hiding their gamma burns, covering their mouths
from spewing venomous fumes.
you know the solution [bad word] fast.
when will we reach the point of immortality?
when will we fear our own creations?
transcending biology through accelerating returns.

but that's then, and this is now.
and now, i smile. now i feel the sting of winter.
and now, i taste, the temperature of loneliness.
even though i seldom wish she was here, the devil will never let her go. [bad word] morning, she will only be a dream.