SCI-FI/FANTASY Poem: Metal Clouds, by Matthew Butzu

Gears Twist and turn,
A silent hum is heard,
And yet, it’s hardly this for which I yearn.
A game a life; never my turn.

And so I fly,
Into the clouds I see,
All of me
Bathed in yellow sea.

Gears and metal machinations
Twist and turn
In the cloud nations,
Of smoke, I learn.

And when I fly home
In my herald machine,
Under my great dome
My song so serine,
Can I sing.

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