As we

As we look into the future

will we really be there

Or will we just be the thought

of something that was

If a man loves a woman 

There is nothing more sacred

But if that man also loved a machine

would that not be confusing?

Impersonal thoughts regain impersonal dreams

Meaningful interactions dim 

As cyber interactions grow

Are we doomed to see this flower die

or are we to see the flower grow

It is all in all the better of nothing

to have a dream of interaction

For as we go forward we also go backwards

and sooner or later we will have killed ourselves