Photograph by Paul Hsu
The Extinction of the Species
Something misunderstood, for sure, stuck.
What's bad luck sitting ugly on hard rock?
Strange alien butterfly sensation.
Sinking into proverbial quicksand.
Suddenly, it appears to be a mammoth man
who gives me a winged but shadowy hand.
"Thank you, good and kind Samaritan,
for pulling me out of this depression."
"No worries, human. We've been tracking
all your literary movements since in the beginning.
You're, perhaps, the last linking evidence
of an Earthling inking out your existence."
by Paul Hsu 4-5-16
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