Artificial Intelligence

© Jackson Pollock

We don’t start until we stop the
wake up call
get our brain then body into gear

maybe add a little fluid
and fuel to kick start the day into
ensuing chaos as we make our way
on foot, bus, bike
or, in tin-can boxes
then,
entering other short or tall boxes
we fill eight hours of our time
earning  those dollars and dimes.

Yes,
we humans are still machines
living, breathing entities
which
(through stress)
can come undone
causing breakdown so our
correct function, suffers.

We become fractured
like millions of pieced
jigsaw puzzles
and, if someone shakes the box
we fall into chaos, until we
(or, someone else who helps)
does some routine maintenance

maybe
a scan followed by a de-frag
which puts all of the pieces
into their order again
and on and on this cycle repeats
until the hard drive finally gives up
the ghost, dies
and then, we are replaced
by fresh new models.

~*~

© Daydreamertoo *All rights reserved

Shares with dVersePoets What’s the Buzz
Poets United Think Tank #104 The abstract art of Jackson Pollock