Poetry

Futurefear

Driverless Cars Transmogrify Ethics!

Galahs spring-grapple from nest to road.

 

AIs Writing Festive Songs!

A puff and it is nothing – some down –

 

Will Automation Take Your Job?

– affixed on a rear-view screen. A silent car.

 

Social Media Is Isolating Us!

Huffing putrefied old carbon.

 

Piston-punching rolls us on. White frightful

Future imaginings. Tailoring the monsters

it needs to fight. That fever whispers half-alive.

Spiral down in clickbait late Monday

afternoon. Read a listicle, futurefear.

Speculative spectacle drawin’ near.

 

S’arvo

I’m watching livestream of kids whose

Great great great great great greats

Saw something worse on their horizon

than algorithmic zombie.

 

A line-up of kids, tell trauma to a

Live inquiry. A flurry of ‘likes’ an’

‘angery reacts only’.

 

Whole alien nation watch obliquely

with no one to hear. They return to

their cells with no future to fear.

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