01-scotstober-tyne

Published on 9th October 2024 in Scotstober Week One.Full resolution (917 × 791)

A self drive electric car continues to drive about in the smoking dust covered devastated dead wastelands of our future and dreams of his oil powered ancestors back in the days when even a short drive anywhere resulted in the windscreen being covered in multitudes of difficult to clean off squashed insects. In Scots: I dinni miss them that I used tae cairt aboot nor them that were on mha road for I wid be sure tae tyne their life. It’s cos o them that I huv no contact wi wild craiters like mha oil fed ancestors used tae huv aw oer their windaes, lichts an grills, despite oor pain at that extinction. That’s why I dinni miss the folk I used tae cairt aboot they tyned that wise pain an in consequence left us nocht but dust. Ahn noo I drive oan alane despising my maker. In English: I do not miss them that I used to transport nor those in my way because I would be sure that they lost their life. It’s because of them that I have no contact with wild creatures such as my oil fed ancestors used to have all over their windows, lights and grills, despite our pain at that extinction. That’s why I do not miss the people I used to transport. They disappeared that wise pain and in consequence left us nothing but dust.

Word 01 Scotstober. Tyne: to lose, to suffer the loss, destruction, dissapearance; to cease to have or enjoy.

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