Silicon

Photo by Michael Dziedzic on Unsplash

They swoop in, glowing and feathered,
	claiming beneficence,
a parody of the Annunciation,
	and we say it’s the same,
like eating rocks and calling them bread,
	but deep in the cavernous backs of our minds,
we know there is something not quite right,
	not quite good.

Though we’ve bought it all anyway
	and still do;
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