Democracy
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the geeks who will invent the future seem unconcerned with the now
The smart, modern boys
who’ll shepherd satellites
and parent sly AI -
live blocks away and
spend sunny afternoons with
digital zombies.
I talked with one - once,
I think, he mumbled some
strange techno-English.
He was pale and
skittish but attractive
In a shy, goth way.
“Who are you voting
for?” he stared blankly, “for prom
court??” he stared blankly.
“Madison’s nice, I
say", handing him a ballot,
*He checks her name* “Thanks!”
Copyright © Anais Vionet | Year Posted 2020
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