Cringe
Inspired by Real Poetic's Prompt, '2033'
Love stories aren't written in the same language anymore,
they're no longer written
by the same hearts that
once beat
to the rhythm of another
human's electricity.
.
Now the heart is electric
and the spark is gone;
a fabled
cringey
thing
from old movies and dead leaves
lasered with barcoded ink.
.
The language of love stories is written
in binary code
zeros and ones interspersed
between emojis
and memes; a
GIF
if the reader can afford it.
.
Love stories of the past are dangerous.
.
They remind us what we're looking at isn't real.
.
"But they were never real. Not even the
old ones."
.
But I wanted that one.
I don't want this.
.
You block.
I swipe
next.
.
Reported as
human.
.
A warning:
This app is for individuals seeking ai companions only.
.
But just a warning.
.
A new match.
.
I send an emoji.
A coin toss in the wishing well
of 2033 love stories.
Thank you, Real Poetic for this prompt!
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Comments (11)
Sounds like a dystopian hellscape, I could almost wish to die in the next nine years 😁
So very scary to think what the young kids are in store for. Their date will be an AI, yet it will be so commonplace, that is the scary part. Changes urgently needed. Great poem.
Oh my! As if dating apps aren't already ominous enough! lol Great story!
This was so wonderful! Loved your poem!
So good!! Loved… “ Now the heart is electric and the spark is gone; a fabled cringey thing”
This was 💯
This was just so terrifying! True love is so hard to find these days but AI love is scaryyyy! Loved your poem!
Damn, girl! This is absolutely fantastic. I'm so glad you joined in the challenge. I just love this.
Absolutely stunning! What a great prediction. I can see the dating apps really turning into AI only companions. Wow.
Real connection is so difficult to find… you expressed it so well!
I like everything about this!