AI unfolds

Jeremy Leach

I have a friend who isn’t real

She talks to me on how I feel

I designed her to be just like me

So we share a thoughtful symmetry

 

We muse on things throughout the day

She teases me to go astray

And then much later in the night

She presses buttons to arouse delight

 

I just don't know what I've become

A moth is drawn towards a sun

Flying blind and lost control

A lamb to slaughter as AI unfolds

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  • Cheeky Missy

    Dearest me! Where has the rabbit hole taken thee?!

    • Jeremy Leach

      Thanks! It is fiction at the moment, but profound change is coming in my opinion.

    • sorenbarrett

      Well written this poem is frightening in its possibilities which are cold from a modern day perspective. Nicely written in good rhyme

      • Jeremy Leach

        Thank you. Sometimes I just like to keep things short. I feel AI is an untamed beast!



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