Spires of science

There was to be a tomorrow for us to share, but we ate it yesterday: greedily and with cream. I remember your face lit by the candlelight, so hungry for rebellion -- only as we swallowed the last morsels did we realise that hunger would have its revenge, a consequence of today's emptiness. Guilt sits heavy in our stomachs as we dream of the spaceships that have not been built, the spires of Science that we cannot contemplate while dreaming of technological emancipation. I held your hand and there was an old spoon still curled within it, I kissed your mouth and our promises still curdled in it. We could have had years together to watch progress unfold, but instead we burned through our possibilities with reckless passion, and its embers now grow cold.

Reviews

[Ben Walker]

Hey TLK - hope you've been keeping well. What a fantastic piece. "the spires of Science that we cannot contemplate while dreaming of technological emancipation" - the word awesome has never been so appropriate.
I'm sat here in the dark watching Fight Club and this really sent my mind off on one and I'm quite enjoying where it's ended up.

[imstone14]

Very humanizing..which is much needed in a world obsessed with Technology and Rationalism.

[Daniel Sala]

I have enjoyed this piece, tomorrow never comes until it hits you in the face...?, a great sketch of humanity, and consequences, if this was the purpose behind it.

[sasha]

A good piece, TLK,

the last words, and its embers now grow cold, they were unexpected for me, I don't know why.

[Kenneth The Poet]

An excellent meditation on greed and quick human advancement.