The Future is Fucked

The bottom half of my body is toast,

yet I’m dragging it through this burning

wasteland...

I should probably just cut off the part

that’s started to rot...

It’s green and black, and has terrible white

spots, and it’s such a fucking pain to

keep up this charade,

and pretend like your dead,

when you know that you’re not,

but the Surveillance Bots are sweeping

through the sky these days, and

the only way to keep them at bay

is become perfectly still, and not move

a fucking inch

when you hear the buzzing of their gears...

...I know there will come a time,

in the near future, when the gears will be silent

after the technology catches up,

but for now I am safe from their wrath...

...Thank fuck for that!...

I see a large piece of broken glass,

and I inch toward it in the hopes

I can cut off the worst of my limbs

that just keeps flopping around lifelessly,

and slowing me the fuck down...

I pull towards it, and hear

that goddamned

buzzing again the distance...

...I become perfectly still, and plunge

my face in a puddle of mud, with my

lips to the side, so I can breath

and not produce bubbles in the pool...

Ah, fuck, There’s something swimming in the brown

muck!...

I can see a black tail slide out, and then

disappear near my mouth...

The only thing that’s keeping me sane

is the memory of a girl that I use to know...

...She wasn’t really that great, but she

had her moments,

and she wouldn've been a good companion

in moments of great distress like this...

Suddenly a red light pours down on me

from the sky up above...

I see it through a tiny slit in my right

eye-lid, and it’s scanning me up,

and down...

...I’m paralyzed with fear, and begin

to feel an uncontrollable urge to cough,

which I know I shouldn’t dare do...

No!...not now!...

Why do I have to fucking cough now???....

(To be continued...)

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