Retinal Projection

there was an Exodus 

of sorts, a reclamation 

of the biological human,

thousands didn’t want 

the procedure, 

those that refused

we’re marked “ill-equipped”,

without the fusion 

they were subject to

institutional exclusion, 

they implanted 

a nanochip behind my 

optic nerve,

it was sold to me

as medicine

futureproofing 

my vision,

sharpening 

my attention,

initially 

disabled,

Bluetooth 

enabled

with the 

retinal projection

application

downloaded directly 

through my cranium, 

vital statistics 

can be accessed 

by blinking 5 times 

in quick succession,

2 blinks engages 

facial recognition

“we needn’t be strangers

ever again”, says a voice

from a tannoy speaker,

QR codes have been 

tattooed on the foreheads 

of every citizen

promoted under the guise 

of virtual birthmarks,

they became compulsory

under the ‘hypothetical rebirth bill’

each holding identification 

historical information

and vital statistics,

we march in line,

we don’t question,

we don’t oppose 

transhuman 

intervention, 

the integration

started with

the smartphone,

a stepping stone

to wearables,

humanity caught

within a technological 

trap, implants designed 

to bridge the gap

between 

‘human’ and computer, 

us ‘human’ computers

will misrepresent

our purpose, 

hacked and

riddled 

with errors,

loveless,

sexless,

only simulated 

pleasures,

we’re unwitting pawns

destine to be reborn 

an automaton,

unthinking

unquestioning 

unconscious