Become Transhuman and Other Poems

By Strider Marcus Jones Become Transhuman mop my stain of thoughts from their existence, before they grow too old and follow me, into disrepair and rigid ways- but leave one drop of luminous ribosome to feed its reason if i choose to let mortality become transhuman, then i, so acting shaped to mime and mummer … Continue reading Become Transhuman and Other Poems