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Sensing..

  • Feb 10
  • 2 min read

Updated: Jun 23


Do dogs smell colour

and does music have a breath

As well as depth?

Can dogs see invisibility between

galaxies

Merging spaces between our worlds

and the next

Spooks and shocks of every day

When screeching engines don’t even speak

Humans needing support and a hands

To hold

A fear frightful

Request turning inwards

Your dread feels white,

Cloaks us like a dagger

Covers living, like a sheet

Freshly cut grass has a taste

The scent of a ticking clock

Tender paws can do this

Shades of mauve, fifty trenches deep


Capturing, feeling, tasting

and holding, like a beacon

What their body stores

No encoding

The gentleness

In intricacies

that no senses, and nonsense, forgot




I didn’t want to be the person that laughed in the right places

To be polite.

In jobs I’ve had

But it’s easy for society to

cram you into that box

Side character in your own life


Things I wonder, genuinely


When you are trying to prove you are human

and the vortex needs to know you’re skin

and flesh

Not a chip

But, mortality that the world can actually bite?

And you have to identify the boxes with

the motorbikes, bridges, steps, cycles

Is it the person on them, or just the bike?


.

Does technology notice the rider?

Am I over-thinking the requirements

and has basic flown into flight?

Is it the section with, just, a small smidge

of the stairs?

Like the world, all the maybes and

Mights?

.

Are you climbing up logic’s ladder

Or waiting for someone to send a magic

sign?

It feels like a trial and error process

They want to know that I’m human

How much more obvious does this

make it

They want wizards and falsehoods

to lead us into their obscurity

Tech teaching us how we should be

spending our time

.

There’s no AI voice

That could ever question

Be so articulate, momentarily

Yet, when it comes to walls of denial

Feel so blind

There’s no AI that can’t be measured

Taking up heart and space

Contemplating it’s worthiness

While it robs your time

.

You are beaches, moonlight walks

and undulating inevitability

Accompanied by self-development

Learning, building

and by, ultimately, surprise


You are the ever-knowing

Your gut, your energy, feeling

The bots they want your questions

And tell you all, and how, you ‘should’

define

I ask you again, when it comes to

reality checks

Is it just the centre of the bridge

Or the pillars on either side?!



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