Mix of human

Эрнст Миллер
Mix of human
and iPhone,
being in the space
alone.
The machine and brain
connections,
cybernetics means
infections,
make us robots
seeking knowledge,
bots
without the need for college

What is being human means?
Hip replacements?
Glasses lens?
What is left to us for us
when all robots come to mass?
Brain connected to the news?
Crypto money and Tom Cruz?
In reality like fictions
time for soul is crucifixion.
In the eyes of pragmatism
poetry is dogmatism

In my mouth sits titan,
not a tooth, but an implant -
time for human bone
is gone.
Augmented life vandal
is an emotional scandal,
leaving us in an empty place,
filled with the desired space,
where all dreams are coming true,
even mind is feeling blue

Who is human, who is not
will decide computer bot.
Prophesy like Darwinism
is a food for pessimism.
Robot- man is like centaur,
walking distance from disaster.
Can the robot power brain
be in jealousy insane?
Yes, maestro - doubts gone,
be prepared for balagan!