new birdsong…

Think again

I had this idea about immortality,

but I was thinking about the wrong future.

The lab guys said they could archive my brain,

do a download of my mind and memories,

back me up on a secure server,

give me a digital life that won’t quit,

write new words for “I ain’t got no body.”

I thought I could live forever.

I was thinking about the wrong future.

Future isn’t the forever thing.

I forgot that now will last forever

in this network that has no sunrise.

I forgot that future is the next bit

of new birdsong,

the next kiss from a sweet child.

I forgot that there will be no more sniffling,

no more brie and crackers,

no more warm hugs,

no more purling brooks,

no more sunsets

that just squeeze all joy

into my eyes.

November 16, 2021

I’m inspired by Mike Franklyn’s poem, “Ah! To Be Human”

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Your comments are welcome—tell me what you’re thinking.

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“…thinking about the wrong future…”…“Think again,” my poem