It’s too late now, there won’t
be another one,
My Dr. assured me, and she
should know, she'd
been dealing with ******
since I came here.
Ah: but you left your mark
for humanity, she said.
Your contribution will live on,
that can be your consolation.
Progress she said, since, G.P.S,
Lighthouse erections are superfluous.
Jul 19, 2018
Jul 19, 2018 at 2:35 AM UTC
It’s too late now, there won’t
be another one,
My Dr. assured me, and she
should know, she'd
been dealing with ******
since I came here.
Ah: but you left your mark
for humanity, she said.
Your contribution will live on,
that can be your consolation.
Progress she said, since, G.P.S,
Lighthouse erections are superfluous.
Request permission to use this poem