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The War of the Worlds


Lines were crossed by renegade birds
twisting and shouting above the treetops
discovering yet another metropolis

Zeroing in from ground-level positions
superheroes rise between glass skyscrapers
bullets ricocheting like laser beams

There’s little room for science fiction
not when attempting to rescue a planet
speeding headlong toward self-destruction

The invasion has always come from within
often mistaken as unidentified aliens
navigating the most sophisticated machinery


july two thousand sixteen
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metallic storm


stars are brightest in the desert
and from there you can clearly
see the other worlds

beneath the sand the past lives on
beating shallow breathes and
awaiting the next impact

time travelers land without incident
collecting precious data
left behind by meteorites

full moon pushes old photographs
onto the new shoreline
giving rise to the possibility
that life somehow lived on




june two thousand fourteen
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going back in time


fires in pits burn like hell
smoldering blind arrogance into
nondescript skies

wayward planet tumbles unnoticed
indistinguishable from any other
breathing thing on life support
its black gold stripped and sold
ages ago by alien mariners

time travelers daring for closer looks
would be hard pressed
to find usable oxygen or
colorful postcards floating alongside
amphibian skeletons busily
building new fossil records


may two thousand fourteen
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changing machines


the sun went down
time after time
viewed by synthetic eyes
painted green
computed by plasma minds
learning to change the mood
from elation to blue

the streets disappeared
beneath the earth
giving rise to urban wasteland
man-made armies
evolving into superior thinkers
soon to problem solve
the world’s surrender



october two thousand thirteen
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unreal television


the spider hunters believed
in making their mark
whether filmed in the amazon
or the cape of good hope

a long line of survivalists
funded their work
forsaking a return on investment
for some awesome video

the viewers became hooked
as the camouflaged pair
set traps sponsored by
some weed killer company

they reinvented themselves
season after season
adapting to new appendages
with built in silk ejectors

with ratings off the charts
they rolled the dice
promising the unheard of
to hold your attention

their evolution took a leap
episode one year eight
as a confused world watched
the birth of a new species



august two thousand twelve
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