the mighty algorithm

hearing the sound of sharp screams in the air
but it's only me that i see
falling from the Serengeti monkey tree
onto the fertile African plains
seasonally soaked from the recent rains
and there's my newly heavy brain
watching the overhead stars
long before the advent of fast cars
and electricity and the internet of all things
when my cell phone rings
pointing a finger and with a quick glance
i see myself do a tribal dance
to the tune of the mighty algorithm
when i say "Hello."