Future Poetry


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In this life, there’s no time to regret
Time is going faster than ever
Victories turned inside out

Defeats made for modifying learning strategies
The beaten champions may be sobbing
But that’s not us, we have always
Been after something different
The divine adverb, the supernal noun

That’s not something most people can relate to
We fall in love to diagram the sentence
Of love stuck in the mouth of youth

That’s the feeling of being alive forever
It’s being part of a symbolic immortality
While tonight, no poetry can serve
The syntax of our new rendition
We’ll reincarnate a few times each decade

In order to keep up with the singularity
While words remain the primitive way
Organics communicate, there will be

A pure wilfulness of connection akin
To thought-information-light-speed
There poetry will be a dreaming of how
The common language once sounded like
A beautiful rich tone of slow motion existence.