Today’s poem is the final piece in our first themed edition,Your Tech Life. We thank the writers whose work made this special issue possible.

by Kim Whysall-Hammond

The machine just doesn’t stop
but clambers across and smothers real life

capturing privacies, swapping
small unregarded freedoms

for dopamine flash rewards
and a watered down electronic

recognition of sorts.
The screen’s constant siren call

replacing small intimacies
for others not yet evaluated.

Interconnected yet further apart,
we stumble on into the present future.