Owólabi Aboyade
November 3, 2025
Sister called me at one,
the moon was her unblinking
eye in the darkness. She needed
to talk to a scientist or a journalist
I need a brain without
anyone else in it.
I would like to keep
my biological parts.
I am trying to keep
my brain.
Today my prof is a cloned embryo,
my grades are the output
of intelligent programming
a billion dollar investment
the relaxation tones on my phone
artificial oceans crash into my skull,
claiming to open
my energetic zones
four hundred ancient mega
hertz when i was thrown
into the field of control
i was face down when my phone
flashed its synthetic blue face
next to my body. I woke up feeling
everything. Video games ran
in the background
of my brain, alien
ships in waves, growing
in difficulty, confronting
my tower, the algorithm
showed me comedians
laughing how we know
no free will, click yes
if you want to
continue. You’ve been silent
for so long. Alarm
chimed as the day
broke. Opened my eyes
from restlessness
and unheard voice
mail messages
and silently loved
her and she loves me
more than ever when did our power go out?