An unintended consequence produced,
collateral to innovation’s wit,
is often the resulting wave that’s loosed
upon our culture. Inappropriate
as rent increases born of residents’
attempts to beautify their neighborhood,
the damage no one meant can be immense,
irradiating us with bad-in-good.

The Internet kills independent stores.
The cellular has taken down phone booths.
The chefs appear to cook for Uber scores,
and neither cash nor bar-soap’s used by youths.
We’re homo sapiens. We’re smart. We’re smug.
And we evolve as randomly as bugs.