Reboots / mini robotic poetry



on robots this week…

Robots came again. I don’t like the look of ‘em. Too shiny. I think they have an agenda. Watch out, I warned you…

clockwork twirls, hidden dials, springs and things. blinking on & off /switches, twitches. micro, mini – they’re everywhere!

it told me the atomic make-up of my lover, it gave me symbols for passion and hunger.

He can dance! That smooth systemised jive makes me feel alive! And he spins me around and round. Turning to look, I see them stare.

I don’t care about the logistics, the statistics, the law. I don’t care what they say or think or do. It’s my AI that I love.

~#~#~#~#~ have a sci-fastic weekend!   ~#~#~#~#~#~

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