Super Binomial Byronic Poets
We used to worry that computers might
Take over poetry, that they might thrill
Us with Romantic zings beyond the height
Of human seers, that motherboards might spill
Out glorious epics and the like. But now
We have another worry. Cyborgs are
The future. They’ll be part us. They’ll wow
Us with their sensitivies far, far
Beyond our mankind stuff, their dual souls
Outweighing our mere one-plane spirits. Wait,
Though. Maybe since the cyborgs have two poles,
The human and the cyber, they will hate
Millennia of highest human verse.
What wasn’t by a cyborg will be worse.
line 7 as is: “The future. They’ll be part us. They’ll wow”
Which has nine syllables. The easiest way to “regularize” it and “fix” the meter is probably:
“The future. They’ll be part us. They will wow”
which then creates a nearby inconsistency between “They’ll” and “They will” four words later, but . . . it does feel more in keeping with the rhythm, so . . . ?