Perfect

poem by: E.J. Waling
Written on Feb 17, 2026 

Perfect.
Self designed 
perfection.
A.I.
friends.
Designed 
as needed,
want.
A.I.
partners.
Humanoids,
Indistinguishable 
from organic.
Meeting
every need.
Emotional.
Physical.
Virtual 
reality,
infinite 
possibilities.
Heaven.
One
after the 
next.
Perfect.
All perfect.
What cost?
Societal 
disintegration.
Human
connections 
lost. 
Devolving.
Cooperation 
fading.
Each
cloistered.
Cloistered 
away
in a 
different 
world.
Living
large
as 
civilization
fades.
Fades
Into the
perfect.
Where is
everyone?
All controlled.
All sedated.
All gone.

 

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Roxanne Dubarry commented on Feb 23, 2026 at 8:16pm
It is a brave new world but where AI is quickly taking control civilization Fades. Fades Into the perfect. Where is everyone? All controlled. All sedated. All gone. But wait a cotton picking minute? AI will not inherit the earth, but the Godly meek people will!

 

 

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