If poetry becomes obsolete
and gadgets exist for every conceit
will any futures be worth contemplating?

Must we all say "seig heil" to some
Brave New Info-World?

Will digital programs replace our dreams
as we become superannuated as cyber-beings?

Don't let computers control too much
or reduce your existence to
virtual specks of dust!

Living in techno-obsolescence
as analog trash among vast info-spheres
will non-conformists become anomalities
cleared as trash - or compacted into
irrelevant directories?

A few strands of hope
are worth preserving
though most are erased easily
hopes have a way
of persisting
in the face of cold logic
and reprogramming past certainities