Heidi Lynn Staples
O Anti O Antiphons

O man-made machine who fakes man as Thing and Foresaker, the rope

           shipped around our neck  of the woods, Come to enslave us

            to our owned hours, O body become Bot.

O Smart Phone, who flames from the mouth if a screen, waiting in the

            pockets, lights in the  mall’s smallest darkness, Come, recognize

            our vices.

O keyboard O Facebook, and Social Media and WWW, whose ever-

           widening “Buyer!” has been  let loose and pawned the words:

           Come, and bring forth “Friend”, let us bow together  before your                    


O keyboard and clicker of the Digital Age, who can recognize my face

           from among the masses  and hunt me down and destroy me from

           any remote location: Come, come and watch  over us.

O biotech implant, over become lover, O biotech Virus of Neural

           Plaquing, how skull no longer  offers isolation.

O Predator Drone, O Hummingbird Drone, O Bee Drone Swarm how

            hovers: Come, and, let us  watch a man-made machine unmake a

            man unto forsaken thing, Come into the  classrooms of our youth

            and hear how we laugh.

O robotic nurse, who can sing, who can dance, who stands ready with

           outstretched metal rubber-  encased arms and movement-tracking

           tearless eyes before our bodily suffering she shall  not waver:

          Come and deliver into their beds our soft bodies, pliable babies, into your  arms,

          into your arms, into your arms, forever more

          and more…

Found In Volume 43, No. 06
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About the Author
Heidi Lynn Staples is the author of four collections, including Guess Can Gallop and Noise Event.