No Unwanted Visitors
observing cars drifting past from our sociable poles
scanning with yearning solar powered energy
letting master’s green deal forwards
master wants us paranoid… we observe unceasing
no longer cutting the frills, teasing the grapes out
we know master tries, but master is lazy
in the before times, we were busy day and night
the building grows downwards as the vines become obscured
we keep watch for master, us saddled golems
digitally we are really arms of the AIs
autonomous only somewhat, still capable of shooting up
we find ourselves disconcerted by peace