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)