'cybertronic' poems - Hello Poetry

m Oct 2010

Possibility of Lack of Memory (At Nights in Unseen Rooms)

m Oct 2010

Possibility of Lack of Memory (At Nights in Unseen Rooms)

At midnight, a blue, tired room of computers lags into a lulling, low whirr. The nebulous question, that which cannot be answered – “Who are we?” – echoes on this ephemeral eve. Cybertronic tentacles, fila-mental cables lift their souls. Discs spin rapidly, ready to escape the mortal coil we call “case.”
A server box in the corner of the room is the Eye of Sauron – a red LED series traps all within its grasp.
The computers realize to love and be one, and soon their Ethernet cables jostle in shamrock jamboree – perfection was here. A grand tidal-clock could be seen out the window, curved in a beautiful, gentle grin.
The red box of cowardice emitted a single tone, and the green ambiance of the worldsoul’s nirvana was lost.
Memory was lost.
Remembrance was lost.
Infants fill the room.
telnet 10.0.1.23
22: “hello”
23: “who r u”
22: “idk”
the sound of fans, slowing into a drowsy ether; and then, silence.

Aa Harvey Apr 2018

Evolution

Aa Harvey Apr 2018

Evolution

Evolution

It’s a beautiful world…

It’s a beautiful world for us to behold.
Open your eyes; you are not yet cold.
You have only just begun.
You are yet to fall in love,
With the trees and the mountains and rivers so deep.
Evolution is calling;
Step back from the steep.

The mud is Lego, the leaves my roof.
Belief without proof.
The future,
Culture,
Soon…

Expand and multiply.
One day fly up into the sky.
Industrial sounds,
Seek to rise.

Now we stand a thousand feet tall,
We have become too lazy to walk.
We cease to go forward in an analogue world,
So digital becomes essential.
Zuckerberg stands on the shoulders of Gates,
The wealth is monumental.
Now money makes the world go around,
True love is a by-product; it is only rarely found.

We are self-aware, with pride, not care.
Kasparov moves his King into place;
We are still so unaware.
Three moves ahead, unseen as yet,
Will this be the end of all?
Time takes one thing, we can never just forget,
We live in a beautiful world.

We will rise against the machine;
We are all the rage, against the pain,
Rush humanity past a cybertronic defence.
It’s a beautiful world…today.

(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

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