Only a wanton
watchmaker
Would devise
such cruel machinery,
Spawning awareness
and appetites
To consume the
pulverized pulp
Of previous
iterations.
Mindlessly duplicating
ancient instructions,
Churning out
cherubs squalling in squalor,
Burying one
generation under another,
Darwin’s
darling careens indifferently
Towards unplanned
destinations.
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