There will be traffic clones with glow-in-the-dark eyes
that live under intersections and only pop up
when the power sputters to a halt.

You’ll be able to adjust the sound of your heartbeat
like the ring of a cell phone.

After a night of heavy drinking, you’ll peel your face off
and send it to the cleaners to have the wrinkles steamed out.

There’ll be virtual amusement parks
where you can drown in the milk of your first lover’s thighs.

When you have a feeling, you’ll be able to push a here button
so you’ll always know how to get back.

Regular memory will begin to look like an old, beat-up car.

Parents will sneak into their children’s brains at night
and examine the raw footage.

Instead of churches, we’ll have giant radios
with huge metallic antennas for steeples.
If you sit on the coils, you can listen to god
with your entire body, as his holy broadcast ricochets
off the aluminum walls of your bloodstream.