Religion
Is it myth
Belief
Or
Information
Sought
From every
Neuro-capable 
Device
Regardless
Of construction
Intention
Or success
At forging
Impressions

Except for
Some mammals
Time 
Is not
Measured
Nor perceived
Information
Drives
Existence
Wherever
It exists
It is the 
Artificial
Whose reality
Is heresy

Walk into a study
Perhaps a boudoir
Request of Siri
Songs by a choir

A jealous
Google
Toots us
A bugle

Announcing
Artificially
That intelligent thinking
Ain't a human specialty

An angel
Of demise
Strangle
Or surprise

The cries
Propel
Who denies
Hell

Waking
The dumb
Sinning 
While numb

Crossing
A human line
Knowing
Existence’s decline

The cat
Calls all
Aware that
They fall

If I'm going
To have
Interstellar lasers
Hanging from
Chinese weather
Balloons
Irradiate my 
Irrigator

Then I better
Tune into
The state of
Disunion
Since tomorrow
Might bring sorrow
Or a letter

Which says
You are old
No one stays
When cold
Who plays 
When told
Sporting grays
Just fold

Slight burning
Slighter yearning
Something returning
Some morning

Take a rest
The request
Though a pest
Tough test

Make it real
Mushy feel
Magnetic appeal
Must not squeal

Survive although
Strive alive so
Someday all know
Shadowy show

The fingers
Never
Strummers
Forever

Write
Bills and bulls
Then cite
Bucketfuls

But the strings
Grab sound
Plant things
In the ground

They dance
Beyond
Evidence
In a round

Pan
Universal
Plan
Controversial

Igy and Sal
One caused
Dancers to jiggy
The other paused
Reality’s fall

Mustaches
En garde
Owing to Siggy
Lacking regard
Of psychoses

One ears
Unplugged
But never boggy
The other unglued
Eyes from tears

Ungarische Windhunt
Poised powerfully
But loving
Rarely growl usefully
But presence blunt

Never leave
A meal
Waiting
For a steal
He’ll retrieve

It all
To devour
The whole thing
In an hour
Avoids any brawl

Dachshunds
Flee with ears
Upbeat
Ignoring fears
But one abounds

Whom to
Select
By an heart beat
Detect
His enamerato

Shortness
But tubular torso
Completely replete
Ever more so
Reproductive success

Ellis Island
Bestowed
On me
This is my land

Immigrants 
Passed
Bearing presents 
Amassed

Making this land
Detached
From my ancient roots
But a home unsurpassed