Driftwood..

“It has become appallingly obvious that our technology has exceeded our humanity.” -Albert Einstein

Deprivated, the heads of strangled driftwood men peak, ravaged by the grasp of voluminous ocean. Seaweed snarled around necks, nusing thrashed bodies to the rock. Figures bane, layed to rest upon the ravaged beach.

She toddles along the disturbed sands, now clutching the corpse of battered wood; leasing life, clutching:

A fragment of death.

 

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