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 is coming fast.
when will we reach the point of immortality?
when will we fear our own creations?
transcending biology through accelerating returns.
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.
and come morning, she will only be a dream.