It’s seems like at least weekly these days that we hear about a new way someone is using drones. That was the inspiration for this week’s Typewriter Rodeo poem by David Fruchter.
DRONE-A-RONI
You may know the sky
Has many more eyes
Than it used to;
Buzzing and sporting
All the gear for recording
All your moves, too
Over there, firing missiles
Over here, they’re dog whistles
On the loose — you
May wish them away
But they’re here to stay
Your future news crew
Unalive from the skies
Coming hard from your back yard
You’ll nevermore be alone,
For it is
The age
Of the drone.
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