Endless Future (a poem)

Break out of this body, swim in data: there is immortality here

you’re no longer bound in a fleshy tomb

that near-death experience was your awakening

you think a digital future will purge the haunting memories

but what of the virus? the dismemberment of your source code

the deletion of your digital soul?

the Collective cannot save you:

This is the price of advancement – this is what you asked for

This is your endless future


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