Let Technology Go

Sit in silence, with screens in another room. Wait quietly 
for each word to arrive. Have faith 
that they will, that the universe will guide you/me/us.

Alone, we feel detached from the world where everything happens. 
Now someone is tiktok singing, now someone is 
posting a photo, now someone is smiling on a screen.

But no one is here in this room, which could be an ocean or
the branch of a tree, free to be. Dare we separate from the 
netflix masses and those who have lost their way? 
I understand them, I too have been lost
but now found.

Artificial Intelligence

evolution, acorn becomes
the tree, caterpillar a
butterfly, soar into future
skies, on screens with
robotic machines choosing
videos that emerge to
distract us away from
here, the present day
always leaving the 
past behind, and perhaps
this should be
until we finally 
become like drawings
in the cave

look how those
humans used to be
so simple and so free
now we are all 
just technology

21st Century Moon

It only keeps track of everything.
Goes by many names: ai, alexa,
amazon, fitbit, iphone, social media,
gps. Records electronic visits,
transactions, steps, sleep, calories
burned.

Dazzled, we are, to attach
ourselves to these portable pieces
of cyborg technology.

We ache deep down for robotic
efficiency, perfection like push ups
and botox injections, owned by the
machine, until we are never lost,
never found, only controlled by
predestined patterns moving our
minds this way and that, a 21st century
mechanical moon making our waves.

Meditation Doesn’t Care

Meditation doesn’t care
about the book you wrote
what you posted online
or the car you drive

Meditation doesn’t care
about your rolex or
your job, so important
money made

Meditation doesn’t care
about all your friends
who go to parties
drink martinis

Meditation doesn’t care
about your writing
these words
bits of truth