Beyond my fathoms
and sinking deeper,
my burning lungs
surrender all further plans
of ascent.
I float
at peace
and admire
the beauty,
your beauty,
as you take away
my final breath.
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Poems to Save the World
A version of this poem first appeared on Bluesky. Whispered into the acoustic sensors of the sleeping dreaming android, it prompted the electric sheep to generate one more tomorrow…
