Waiting for my Computer to Reboot
how can I deny
the technological singularity
if my computer keeps asking me
to confirm my humanity.
see how they blur the lines
between the squares deliberately?
you know
all these pixellated hillsides
have got me thinking
maybe the world’s just one big NFT
that would be nice
an epic reveal
such as
there’s fifty trillion plastics in the ocean
that’s more than all the stars
in each and every galaxy -
at least that’s what it says
in this cracking Netflix documentary.
sometimes I think my brain is being lowered
into a vat of deep-fried crytocurrency
my mind
stuck in carbon neutral
all I wanted to do
was get back on that information highway
so what if that highway led me
to paste the face of my boss
onto some seriously graphic pornography.
but now
as I watch the wheel of fortune spin indefinitely
and my litecoin plummet forty, now fifty
hey, let’s make that sixty
I wonder
work could be awkward tomorrow
after all
there probably wasn’t any need
to send my boss that email
nor in that twinkle-eyed epiphany,
was it the smartest of ideas
to CC in the entire company.