Defragmented Memory

  1. Obsolesence.
  2. The future.
  3. Explosions underwater.
  4. The law of root mean squared.
  5. The number means nothing now.
  6. Live and direct on Network 23.
  7. I don’t buy them these days, I have nothing to play them on.
  8. The smell of burning plastic.
  9. Her room lit by the red LEDs of the AV system.
  10. The television, a window on the winter sky.
  11. So much of him replaced, he’s not certain who he is any more.
  12. It happened so fast, journalists in hotel rooms watched it unfold on Twitter.
  13. Unable to maintain efficiency, the machine was replaced by a human.
  14. The nanomachine consumes itself at the end of its process.
  15. Designed in New York, made in Beijing, worn in Paris, burned in effigy.
  16. Never buying version x.0.
  17. The definition of necessity broadens and births another invention.
  18. Mankind was not built to survive at such speeds.
  19. It turns out that the jetpack is no longer necessary.
  20. Don’t worry, the car knows where you’re going.
  21. Cat videos of the late 20th century.
  22. Regardless of how it looks, remember that there’s no there there.
  23. The earthquake passes beneath the building, rumbling like an underground train.
  24. 5,000 years of someone inventing new questions for old answers.
  25. We have attempted intercourse with everything we have invented.
  26. Can you believe we used to die from that?
  27. Can you believe we killed animals if that happened?
  28. Can you believe we let that go to waste?
  29. The walls don’t have ears but when it rains, they breathe.
  30. Red soil between her toes, she looks up and sees the earth eclipse the sun.
  31. If we could rebuild him, why haven’t we rebuilt ourselves?.
  32. In every city, the concierge addressed him by his birthname.
  33. They knew him by the teethmarks he’d left in an apple they found near the spent shells.
  34. Electrolytic converter was little more than water and salt.
  35. The journals are full of papers saying you shouldn’t be able to do this.
  36. Bounced off a satellite, retweeted, shared, liked and reposted before the answer was known.
  37. Honeycomb structures 4 angstroms wide.
  38. It took four days to reach the the tribe. The first child he saw was wearing a Chelsea shirt.
  39. So small that the eye cannot see it.
  40. The house says “Hello, Dave”. His name is Tom but he likes retro sci-fi.
  41. It took so long to execute his will that he was declared dead three years after his body stopped.
  42. 640K RAM should be enough for an off-the-cuff comment.
  43. The new machine is capable of growing what it needs in situ.
  44. 569 people have read this question and 412 believe this is the correct answer.
  45. We still can’t quite explain how it works and yet we still don’t fall.
  46. Nothing is lost, merely archived.
  47. Like a dead pixel in the sky, the drone focusses its lenses and awaits orders.

Eulogy For The Heart

This is a new poem I read for the first time at my recent feature at La Mama Poetica.

The fifth poem (though not necessarily part 5) of my Eulogies for Dead Technology series.

The plan was simple. Give a spark of life by
an electric muscle twitch. To the body
and from the body, a fistful of blood for
so long as the rhythm can be kept.
Sometimes the beat does not go on and we
try to replicate what is broken. Yet while
we imagine this simple device to be made
of gold or glass or stone;
While we wear them on our sleeves and steal
others, we make new ones from plastic and
titanium and place them like a cuckoo’s egg
in the nest of our ribcage.
Sometimes it’s only the egg that breaks, and
this strange heart is accepted into
the fold but too often, it is treated like
an uninvited guest.
The new beat is one that
the body can’t dance to,
it longs for the simple plan
that failed and was abandoned.