The Genie’s left
the bottle
A.I. is in
the air
To rule the skies
and earth below
The ‘ultimate’
au pair
Life roiling
in the mixture
Of facts
forever spun
To take control
of all that’s told
With humans
— on the run
(Dreamsleep: December, 2025)
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Author:
Kurt Philip Behm (
Offline) - Published: December 14th, 2025 09:43
- Category: Unclassified
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- Users favorite of this poem: sorenbarrett

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Comments4
Awesome
Thanks so much!
Until the light goes out
... keep your candles handy.
Another cleverly worded poem that sends its message in rhyme and another fave
Thanks again, Soren.
Most welcome Kurt
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