Written, June 11, 2017 Revised January 19, 2024, Entered In The Contest, “Science Fiction Poetry” Sponsor, Chetta Achara
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In pods, pale and emaciated- muscles atrophied, their eyes behind thick goggles deflecting stroboscopic lights- they sit for hours with empty smiles. Each human in a private pod lost in grounded bliss: every want and need, fulfilled by technological AI wonders; instant information and amusement. Touch of a button simulation to other places via virtual reality- the world unto themselves; lives filled with at-whim commands; their necessities- delivered by drones. A bleak view- future existence; lone humans in gray sunless pods. Traveling to unknown places- eyes blinded from reality heading for grim, robotic essence.
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