Would the disappearance of the 'entire' human race, diminish...anything? It might bring peace, an entire day, without a car engine, a jet roar, an argument, a hateful stare. What would it diminish?
I could ride their motorcycles, look at their porn, eat their lobster tails...watch the worlds last videos, do a song and dance routine, upon the biggest stage in town...no one around, same as usual.
What would it diminish? I hear nothing vocal, but the hiss of a machine, demonic tongue stuck tween its teeth...bitten off! What would it diminish? Really? Not much of anything...to my view.
hiss...
Written by Bruce James Clyde, at Deming, New Mexico
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