The Smart Human

The computer went and blew our minds because it knew we'd no longer need them. Now, the Smart Human stumbles along like a lunatic, numb to the dying world, his clawed fingers twitch and peck, his face bent and sallow in the white lcd glow of vast oblivion, information blue and deep, everlasting to everlasting, The Tide as we teeter through space black and endless. Until we stop.