Today’s prompt was to write something that bridges the gap between poetry and technological advancement.

Why do you cry to music?

To birth?

To joy?

Why do you insist on love?

Does death make you love deeper?

Why do you write poetry?

Why do you sometimes step over the edge?

What is the point of gender?

What do you fear?

Why do you do things that you know will fail?

Is all human life like that?

What is art?

What does it mean to be one of you?

Why do you stand in the rain?

Is all human life contradiction?

Why?

How does it feel to imagine?

What does never feel like?

Do you know you are part of a flawed machine?

Does that matter?