They lied to us, didn't they?
the new tomorrows
live next door
integration into our lives
was never the intention
survival of the violentest
They will never take us to space
the poor, the hovering masses
the lying on the floor reaching up
next door will live forever
with a robot heart and mind
supercomputered into infinity
it's like cats' lifespans
humans live so long now
but cats still live so briefly
someone should get on that
I sometimes wonder if that's the trouble
humans were never meant to reach Babel's top
but no cat I know of ever committed genocide
the next door neighbors have no pets
but they type 200 WPM
and live on green leafy vegetables
the future is pleasureless
then again, we won't be there, will we?
a living eugenics
survival of the richest
Maybe Leona Helmsley's dog can stay
maybe Astro was wishful thinking
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