Jeff's Poetry

Encounter with aliens

April 29, 2025 · Unfold

Val feels the little seeds and they burrow into his heart. A woman of pleasure, he muses then forgets his quest to do more, more what … addled mind sinks for there is little use for resistance when the reality is harsh. harsh, whipping cold. seeds, death, a rebirth and the dream of hope fades.

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