by Emmit Other
I see a future
A thousand thousand years from now
When we are but a myth
Our seeds are scattered to the stars
Panhuman missives zeal from one colony to another
In the blink of an eye by quantum entanglement
The line between flesh and steel blurs
And Earth is lost
Only to be found again
Earth herself
Our cradle, reduced to a rancid Venus hothouse
Our reexplorers are saddened
But their sorrow turns to horror
As the only life in the Sol system
Is a never ending cave complex
Deep beneath the surface of Mars
Bat eyed mole men
Slink and slime around
Living on roaches and spiders and centipedes
Sapient enough to know horror
But with no record of how they came to be
Leon Stink has cursed the Martians
To a million years of evolutionary horror
Just so he could die with a feather in his cap
His grinning skeleton beaming down on the ruin of his colony
Orbiting in his car with his hand on the wheel
Stellar wind in the final strand of its vacuum preserved hair
Lord of the empire of Morlock horror
That panhumanity leaves
And never visits again
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