Scribbles by Sudhansh

Our Creation

‘I am thy Adam’ quote he…
As he looked Victor Frankenstein in the eye…
The sight of a bleeding brother,
Debauched wife,
Obliterated purpose, floating in the chaotic winter
Could no longer strike as hard,
As the fogg blurred his vision and his spirit.
An apocalypse amidst visible perfection,
Jump over, O mankind, from the age of Shelley to the age of simulation…
From rifled muskets to nuclear weapons,
From cool breezes to sluttish smog…
Wipe shit off your own reflection,
Fix your drip and look at yourself…
You are Victor Frankenstein!

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