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Fallen Human

This is Artifice.

By Ángel SierraPublished about a year ago 1 min read
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Several shadowed hands touch a glowing blue pod.

I'm your modeling creature.

I'm your fallen angel.

I sing to the ether—

Take a breather.

Leave the smoke at the door.

I'm a battling alien,

Dealing with ill intent...

From the supersonic internet.

Less than human—it's innocent.

Leave your clothes on the floor.

It's the price for a ticket.

It's my feed for your feast.

Get a sweet taste of me?

Your bite is a cheap trick.

Cos I am the golden.

I am not chosen.

I just chose myself.

I hope you'll choose me.

I just might choose you.

If you don't chew me—

Up, then spit-out me.

I have fallen...

In love with a human.

Shadowed woman with neon blue wings lit behind her on the wall.

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About the Creator

Ángel Sierra

Rhymes, riddles, and occasionally, she giggles.

Every-writer, it's all in me... DO LOOK DOWN!

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