No one remembers exactly how it happened
We just woke up one day
And the world had become one big digital machine
There were no surprises or mysteries
everything was planned
ready for us on a smart screen
We were content
there was no mystery,
no skipping hearbeats
We fell in love with ourselves instead,
counting instagram hearts.
Any anxiety was quenched by products
We were bargain-hunting zombies
Inhabiting bodies with atrophic hearts
Our evolutionary remnant
from the time when we could feel grief and loss
from the time when we still cried
And this is how one day
we left our half-washed laundry out to dry
And we walked into the inferno
thinking it was a beautiful bright light
Our hearts lit up for a second
Connecting to humanity’s mainline
Before it all short-circuited
turning spark into smoke, and stardust
George is an author, researcher, podcaster, chemist, molecular biologist and food scientist. You can follow him on Twitter @99blackbaloons , listen to his Spotify podcast George reads George, join his mailing list, or enjoy his books
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