A New Impersonal Friend - Poem by Sandra Feldman
They're working on a new smart car,
That will be your best friend too,
It will take you for an auto-ride,
Maybe cook dinner for two.
What I wrote is partly joke,
But we're now so mechanized,
We communicate thru tablet-phones,
We no longer read deep, human looks,
Nor do we want to understand
The soothing language of the eyes.
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