Human sexual urge evokes pity;
machines of flesh evolved to carry genes
across aeons seeking pleasure
because they are programmed so.
All our lust pushing us to create
beings to reach past our lives,
garbing it in seduction and romance,
yet mere husks to be abandoned,
tools discarded like our ancestors
left theirs in Olduvai Gorge.
26.07.2022
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