B******s of the Digital Womb

a poem inspired by sci-fil films and folks on their phones

They are the children

Of modern chemistry

And new age alchemy

And codependency

They are the b******s

Of the digital womb

That electronic tomb

That's programming their doom

They are the servants

Who will serve the machine

From which they're never weaned

And their end is foreseen

Jim Lonsdale Poetry 2026

Author's Note

Just a little "rant".

Reviews

[Thomas W Case]

Cold fire in their veins, born of wires and dust—yet still they breathe, still they struggle.
A mournful march, yes, but somewhere in the circuitry, a pulse of human stubbornness lingers.

[Desert Knave]

Thank you. Yeah, a few sparks will survive. ~Jim

[Michael Sun Bear]

LOL. I just ranted about people using AI to write their poems and stories. Man I really hope reincarnation is only an option. I don’t wish to return to the world mankind is now entering. Anyhow, loved your poem.

[Desert Knave]

Thanks. Yeah, it seems more like The Matrix each day. ~Jim