Mad Physicist Poem by Douglas Scotney
Mad Physicist
An imperfect machine
created
us
to create
the perfect machine.
Once we
have created
it, we
won't need
to exist,
and our imperfect existence
can pass,
will pass,
and what we
created,
the perfect machine,
will be
testament to us.
Saturday, June 21, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: science
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