21st Century Poem

Questionnaire:

What a clean city. I’m kinda sleepy.
Uniforms. With your name on.
My everyday life.
Thick smoke, no breeze.
And how do you see yourself in fifty year’s time?
[Place for credits of movie about missing persons.]
We plants are happy plants.
200 people faint. Hard to breathe.
Roll up roll up.

Any information you give will be processed by upwards of 200 commercial organisations and an unspecified number of military, governmental, and non—governmental organisations.

Do not get out
What might have been.
She blew a hole right through me.
The more you drive the less intelligent you get.
Hit the road quick.
Oxygen should be regarded as a drug.
Thick smoke not evenly distributed. Visibility 50m.
If you don’t ask me out to dinner I don’t eat.
Lobster-skin-shopping-mall-coffee-stained-lipsync.

The results of this intrusion into your life will be used ‘responsibly’ in ways that you cannot even begin to imagine or comprehend. Of course, the innocent have nothing to fear from the rapidly expanding data industry.

A wardrobe painted in fairground colours.
Story begins with explosion/ends with explosion.
Your fantasies are unlikely but beautiful.
No substitute for a healthy smile.
It occurs to him that if he died that night,
He would have died happy because he was loved.
Has sex ever really moved you to a different place?
Reduced enjoyment and pleasure.
The smoke came back extremely thick and abrasive.

Thank you for your time.

People are aware, but not that bothered.
Authorities here are alert.
Everything I do/say is suspect.
A strangler’s hands.
One of us.
No autonomy. A lethal cocktail. Horrific violence.
I am bad. I am to blame.
I think a little more sucking-up is needed.
Food and water crisis developing.

Have a safe day.

Words on a gravestone: I waited but you never came.
What will we mean? Nothing.
General loss of interest.
He’ll do something silly.
Winning. The last player left in the game is the winner.
A smile like the grim reaper.
Children go to school tied together, led by parents.
Airports closed. People coughing yellow phlegm.
Not sleeping okay. Trapped in hyperspace.