Short Computer Internetpoets Poems

When All the Humans Are Gone

One day, 
When books turn to dust
Aliens will wonder
What happened to us

Our computers will look
Like oversized paperweights
With no way to access
The knowledge encased

Especially the poets 
On poetrysoup
They would miss out 
On this literary troupe

Of like-minded poets 
Who write from their souls
Pouring their hearts and emotions
Into their bowls

No soup for the aliens
They will have to make do
With wondering why 
Our world is in ruins 
 

Get Well P.D.!