MUTANT HORRORS: a dystopian poem and conversation 
dedicated to Bruce Boston

	Will our future heirs
	be macho mutants
	perpetrating post-atomic horrors
	which make Hiroshima look quaint?

	Or will they be usurious techno-rodents
	scampering through information grids
	all hours of night and day?

	What kind of hells are we creating
	through our illicit love of machines?

	Will we transform our hearts
	into syncopations of
	micro-managed macro-market
	projection sheets?

	How many no longer hear
	their own souls –
	just the mind-numbing noise
	of techno-beasts?

	How many no longer see nature –
	just computerized forms of horror
	and countless boolean strings?

	Can our original programming
	ever be retrieved?


Bill: 	Our original programming? What the heck is the author talking about?

Nadya: 	Yes. Our "original programming" was probably a microbe in some primordial sea. 
        I think the author is romanticizing about lost innocence and imagining some 
        fictitious utopia that never existed.

Liao: 	(nodding his head) That's a common literary device.

Gus: 	Yes, and even some computer programmers dream of a 'Holy Grail' in which code 
        coherence is perfect. They long for an optimal state where art and science merge. 
        At times I wonder whether such a state is possible.


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from _Cyberpoems: Exploring the Human-Machine Interface_ by T Newfields
SUMMARY: Some thoughts about techno-dystopia and computer dependency
KEYWORDS: SF Poetry, mutant futures, cyber gestapo, techno-dystopias 

Author: T Newfields [Nitta Hirou / Huáng Yuèwǔ] (b. 1955 - ?)
Begun: 1999 in Táiběi, Taiwan  / Finished: 2016 in Xīn-Táiběi, Taiwan
Creative Commons License: Attribution. {{CC-BY-4.0}} Granted

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