B******s of the Digital WombA Poem by Desert Knavea 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
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1 Review Added on February 23, 2026 Last Updated on February 23, 2026 AuthorDesert KnavePhoenix, AZAboutI am in my mid-60's, a manic-depressive, seldom impressive, often recessive poet who loves the ocean, rain, the desert, and playing with rhyme. I am a native Arizonan, a Virgo, and a hair metal fan an.. more.. |

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