opsimath

even the sky
is new
the sun
but a child

language
poetry
the arts
have all changed

manhole covers
are down the drain
had to go
under

new thing
is to skip generations
all that matters
is the now

silver dollars
have lost
their shine

paper money
its grey
and green

now we debit
with a card


is sex
next
with artificial
insemination

will it go
like the dodo bird

away