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role reversal of the future.
by Andrew S Adamsthe robots are taking their mechanical hearts from the data banks,
transactions occur between those who mechanically
seem to understand love-
giving their scrapmetal hearts to one another becomes
some sort of simulated emotional gesture-
missing the point but
trying to understand.
the attempt to socialize, though
has gone horribly awry.
as they're listening to japanese pop music,
flashing strobelights overload their CPU's-
thus destroying the knowledge of these hearts they've traded;
they are dropped carelessly to the ground,
leaving a field of scattered hearts to be salvaged
and reclaimed by those servant humans
who haven't any better ideas of what to do with them.
05/19/2005 Author's Note: i don't even know anymore.
Posted on 05/20/2005
Copyright © 2024 Andrew S Adams
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Tricia Marie Miel on 05/23/05 at 03:45 AM Here's hoping we never get to the point where we become subordinates to machines. Love is complicated enough without having to encrypt it into some sort of simulated formula. I enjoyed this. Well done! |
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