Evolution Iv
Virtual 2050 reality ...
synapses no longer fire
they've begun to retire
into encrypted text
programmer proscribed
in the language of math.
Plasma screen progress
as hands are no longer held,
nor mouths touch.
No waists are clasped in a lover's embrace,
only eyes on pop-up menus that hover in space
spewing entertainment in a
containment of the species.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Inspired by the novel, "Daemon"
by Daniel Suarez
Copyright © Sue Mason | Year Posted 2010
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