Feral pheromones revel within
the invisible peril of cellular phones.
Feeding on sterile biochemical
conversations we humans use
to ascend molecular thrones.
Unethical chemicals are used
as ingredients for obedience
by devious men and condemned crones,
to transcend the qualities of human
uniqueness into high quantities
of pretend clones.
Once you adjust your eyes,
you can see light within the darkness.
For fear targets the anarchists that
cannot see beyond the raucous haze
of their own rotten carcass.
About the Creator
Kale Sinclair
Author | Poet | Husband | Dog Dad | Nerd | Zen Practitioner
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