Archetypes (notes)

by mickharris

Erik said to me
You know
All of your archetypes are orphans
And they are, it’s true
I wonder why I never realized it before
When we used to do this stuff

They are all from the past
And they are alone
In the future
They rarely interact
With anyone else
And when they do
It is like two filmed creatures
Sliding celluloid slick over
Body parts
Never really speaking

They walk
They drive
They sit in the dark and wonder
Always extending vision forward
Or back
But never really moving
Out of the state that they’re in

I owner what this says about me
How I feel in the world
Alone
There is something unappealing
In this digital age
With the singularity bearing down
About an
Old
Soul

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