It’s forever old stories by old men and they bore me, what use of I for daring or to die in combat? Give me the new, the modernistic view and not tales of the cyclops, give me more cyborgs, more dot org’s, lead me to the overdose and let me have my fill. What I…
Tag Archives: FuturenoFuture
fifteen centimetres
..and when you get old you’ll be told what we are being told now, they will wear us down erode our values until we have nothing left to lose. ..and when they’ve torn down the old town you won’t even know where you came from. This much-vaunted renaissance is in fact a psychiatric hospital and…
Camera crash
I used several filters but the picture looked the same, it must be true that if you’re not a fat bloated, thieving off the working poor capitalist, you’re not included in the game…
Hard truths
Draw the house that you wanted to live in and the people you needed for loving and the clock, but draw it not working. I really wanted to etch a sketch my future…
Police.
‘Stop and search’ wonder if they’ll stop and help me to search for my lost youth?…
Zebedee
Kids play tag with holograms and Gran’s in a world of her own the cat’s got bionic whiskers and the dog feels right at home, but he’s really in a flotation tank in the local cryogenic bank. Social interaction is a distraction that takes your mind away from the virtual world that surrounds you…
Be Happy
We are not meant to live They are building robots which will give Them the excuse ( and when we’re no longer of use ) to turn out Our lights…
Watching cyborgs
things where dreams don’t be things that look like you and me, the door (whirs open) which spares me the job, but it’s an electrical impulse and no charge for that information. They’re keying us into the system bolting us to the frame and where’s your religion when even Jesus forgets his name?…
Picking at peas
I don’t know about Monsanto, but they do grow things in an awkward style or maybe it’s just the farmers and tractors that attract me. Maybe I’m not modified though God knows I have tried perhaps it’s the rut that I’m in. sex always creeps in, I still don’t know about Monsanto…
Four cents on the dollar
Haggard and worn, was your heart ripped out or merely torn, dude, did you wish that you’d never been, but were born? Tanks on the streets (they’re coming) food banks, and who’s running them? We’ll kneel and say a prayer thankful to a God that we’re not quite there, and there is just around the…
Future coded
They will look and approximate, type found and assimilate, then mate you with number forty-two…
Pieces
There is nothing to see but broken please move along to platform five. Dreaming of poverty thinks nineteenth century. nearer to me my god! They walk the plank to get food from a bank? There is nothing to see but broken…
Read instructions carefully before use
take slightly above the minimum amount for the maximum benefit, it’s recommended by those who recommend things which are recognizable by their generic names and we all know what they are. I swallow hard to keep my tonsils from falling out because I know that they’ll be taken if I don’t and don’t say that…
Terraces
Spitballs against the brick walls and flipping playing cards in the backyards of some time back then, between the factory and the clocking in there was a world out there waiting until the pithead led us down aways through the tunnels where the coal face looked grim. We grew up to throw out our dreams…
