We all have something
urgent to do.
Tell the man that
works at the butcher's
shop.
Tell the boy who delivers
your newspaper.
Tell the groundhog before
he sees his shadow.
Dig up Poe and Ginsberg,
and tell them.
Tell the street
musician playing
for tips.
Tell the ****** and the
virgins.
Tell the next fish that
you catch.
Tell the banker and the
candlestick maker.
Tell the cats, and dogs, and
wombats.
Tell the starving
artists and poets.
Tell your wife, mistress, and
the old lady next door.
Tell the cloned sheep and
the deep part of the ocean.
Tell the magician and
carnival worker.
Tell the drunk, though he may
forget.
Tell the farmer and his cattle.
Tell the spider, and if it refuses
to listen, tell all the flies caught in
the web.
Tell the psychic, though, they
should know.
Tell everyone and everything
that Artificial
Intelligence wants to be the
21st-century god.
But, whatever you do, don't tell
that smiling machine that does it
all for you. It will blink its cold
eye holes and wish you well,
then slice your throat while
you sleep.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CEeNcBC_mnM
Here is a link to my YouTube channel, where I read poetry from my recently published books, Seedy Town Blue Collected Poems and It's Just a Hop, Skip, and Jump to the Madhouse, which are available on Amazon.
www.thomaswcase.com
