
There was me,
one of thirty people.
The only humans
to exist, in my universe,
were paired off;
One man to one woman.
The cybernetic overlords say,
We exist for the preservation
of the human race.
These, our digital masters,
provide for us,
protect us,
and feed us.
All they ask in return,
is that we breed
as frequently as possible.
Most of us, of course,
are happy to oblige them.
I would be too,
but I’m paired
with a man, named Des,
and the only person
he’s interested in breeding with
is Jeffery, from next door.
But I'm not jealous;
Every vibrator here
is equipped with
an, artfully talented,
artificial intelligence.
About the Creator
James Albert
Hoping to share my love of poetry and find a unique voice among the cacophony. Some dark humor, a little adventure, a little irony, mostly strange. Please comment if you like something... or if you don't. `V(^c^)V`
''linguistically adequate"



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