The Hottest Future

The Hottest future is the hell woven into me
By the whips of your industry and its dismal decree.

I have been absconding and bonding with the Kings,
Who are homeless in your domain and queens
who are but concubines or things
like bad omens.

Yet, I am the necessity in your every choice,
I melt in all of your convictions
as you descend into your character - ready to plunge,
in the cacophony of my fictions.


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