Thinking About The Future With....Imagination

Thinking about the future with…imagination

When I think about the future

A gift for fiction - as my mum put it 

I imagine a world where women ask trans men to marry them via Instagram, 

A world where women take baths in multi-colored Jello

Because smelling like artificial fruit is sexy 

I envision TV screens implanted in tech guys chests so that they are always Advertising their latest products

I see a world where politicians appear in front of us in hologram form

To deliver mass messages, because it is more efficient

I have nightmares about trees being replaced with oxygen tanks

Because all the trees have been burned down

And dead leaves lie next to worms in the soil

When I think about the future

I see mirrors becoming selfie cameras

And vanity becoming self-confidence

I fear the death of reading paperback books

Which smell like sticky adhesive, ink and wisdom

I worry that I will only be able to call myself a writer of E-books