New Year SOS. W fall further and farther behind the tecno gadgets we have created out of bits and pieces pf our buried minds. The sonneteer recalls for us that Dr. Frankenstein's monster was more human than his creatot. Lest we forget.

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When last we saw him he was on the run,

accused of all ungodly deeds on Earth;

he was said to be chasing little girls

and had a thing for men with piggy curls,

and the common mind was told he gave birth

to horror roarers, deepest dark for fun.

We chased him and chased him, but we forgot

that he was a product of CRISPR deeds;

buried bones pulled back from infinity

by doctors of the new divinity --

Frankenstein ghouls meddling with Nature's seeds

for profit, without a single regret.

The young restless bold and the beautiful

stand alone on an Arctic melting floe.

Authors Website: https://tantricdispositionmatrix.substack.com/

Authors Bio:

John Kendall Hawkins is an American ex-pat freelance journalist and poet currently residing in Oceania.