

Poetry: Three Poems
By Jean-Paul L. Garnier
Chipped
they put a chip in my brain
said it would speed up thoughts
clearly weren’t thinking about sleep
but now I am, lots, and fast
hunger, heartrate, digestion
chip rode those too
hair’s gone gray
and I’m thinking about it all
so quickly I decide
it was a bad idea
computing what’s next
I think about Dea…
Private Beauty
the chips made us a hive
every intention known
an enormous flash of surprises
they were the last
we moved in unison
like the films of soldiers
without war, they were/are us
we looped into one set of thoughts
individuality gone, problems solved
things of the past: disagreement, conflict
art, poetry—they died too
so I seek the scalpel
cut this chip out
hoping for the chaotic private beauty
Augmented
all sensors replaced
I see you from a mile away
touch with polymers
smell from a distance
all organs augmented
EM field perceived
widened spectrum
time moving slowly
all eyes stare
cannot see as I do
judge when seeing
seeing only change
all misunderstand
magnetic fields tell me
stress levels deeper than scent
no one can relate
all nine senses
become animal
or something more
they do not see me as human
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