The 1 that Feels like a 0

I remember using

strings and simple tins,

now simpletons

and smart phones

are wrinkled in.

Moore’s Law

foresaw

the driving change,

what of forethought

of the dying brain?

More useless

as it’s used less.

And who would’ve thought

of virtual exchange?

Soon, the age that says,

‘remember when',

will refer to the days

where human touch wasn’t

a planned event.

(poetry group prompt: digital)