Bots Poems - Poems about Bots

Through false truth, the Rus reclaims hegemony, Farming trolls to be enrolled, 'Neath bridges, clowns, see enemies, Puking riddles on those tolled. Then the bots deliver the hurl, Regurgitate into the net, Till truth is common as a pearl, Yet what you see is what you get. Spidered webs entangle yonder, The language largely modeled, And artificial minds are left to ponder, Which words are...

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bots are not real friends a “I” has a soul bots are not good buds you cannot see their eyes thus their highs and lows programmed to be informed about the kids whereabouts and find what lurks inside stay out of the light with a shadowy din a bot not unlike a ouija board could be unobviously a familiar spirit, a lesser god, a demon hidden within tin AI, artificially intelligent put your money on the other guy the way truth life The Creator I am not a bot you are not a...

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scramble the bots there’s a new weirdo in town using up the sun, talking un-abbreviatedly odd some skin looking healthier than the rest of us, us, junkies of likes – us, beyonders of midnight I will leave it to the bots to sort out this reality ...

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The right wing dandruff bots are here They whisper trump tweets in your ear Their bluff can be called Just shave yourself bald It’s likely that they won’t come near! ——————— H/T to Robert Gorelick’s It’s Not Dandruff...

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Bits 'n Pieces of my soul to be downloaded by the Marketplace (or souled for a pittance at your request) Doth thou find me Likeable? God Bless my Fakebook Self! All the shiny bots N pieces I've manicured just for you? Why, they're just a miniscule reflection An endless mirror, scattered pixellated gems-- An electronic finger pointing back at Me. The manicured,...

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In the past, people trusted the press. For the press had a certain noblesse. But today, I would say, trust has withered away — we are now very hard to imPRESS....

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The scientist invented nano-bots That cured cancer and other fatal ailments They were organically based and worked All suffering and dying was obsolete for us And life spans were increased greatly Then years went on and the question was What would we do with the extra time And why would there be children if you didn't die. © Paul Warren Poetry...

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