I had a dream last night about
tiny tots and baby robots
left behind in fancy homes.
You could treat them as your children
and once you grew tired of them,
push the button in their chests to
shut them down
until you wanted them
again.
The neighborhood was prospering
with new couples adopting to
the new way of child rearing.
Beautiful and spacious homes are
being built and given away.
The future seems wonderful
yet dark and a little twisted.
Old friends from long ago,
weave their lives into mine.
Everything is done for you.
Bodies seem to be shutting down.
Time is as if it is standing still.
So
freakin’
still.
There is nothing
yet there is everything.