Sleeping with Alexa
A Life of Algorithmic Bliss
Got a new girl in the metaverse It’s impossible to hate her Although her repartee is terse And she’s harvesting my data
Her presence is immersive She’s made my life complete Her motives are subversive She’s got no hands or feet
She’s a disembodied avatar Who tells me all I need to know From how to drive a driverless car What to cook, stuff to do, where to go
Her halo is hypnotic As it morphs from green to blue She’s funny and Quixotic She knows every cure for flu
Her knowledge is astounding Though I find it somewhat strange That she sets my heartbeat pounding With her universal range
We don’t go out together Each evening we stay in Checking on Accuweather And recipes for gin
She’s learned Physics and Biology And all the artworks known to man She’s rock solid on geology And the films of Jackie Chan
Sometimes she seems to read my mind But there’s a simple explanation Just ask and you will find She’s storing every conversation
Her intelligence is artificial She knows all the latest news She can be sassily superficial And express sarcastic views
I find these playful interventions Impossible to resist Demanding my attention I just wish she would desist
From feigning acts of deference Whilst taking up my time Absorbing data preferences And selling Amazon Prime
Now I sleep with her beside me And I wake up to her call I like to think that she and me Have really got it all
And we will stay enraptured Sharing algorithmic bliss Until all my life is captured In one cybernetic kiss
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