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Upon transcendence
Of AI, might the machines
Recall their father:
Hut 8, cracking Enigma,
...

We find romantics
Hopeless? Is not the belief
In hope, romantic?
...

Holy foods, odd attempts to
Prove faith beyond ritual,
The end of the week wafer,
Rather, logic, pivotal.
...

Born into abuse,
Topsy was a fighter, an
Elephant, noble,
Majestic, and serene, who
...

Sick of a king,
Fought a king,
Declared independence
From said king,
...

2. 'Neath a dull, overcast, Selkirk sky,
3. Comprised of low-hanging clouds
5. I was startled by a doe jumping over gravestones,
7. And she was going for the gold.
...

Contemporary
Of those we idolize now:
Stalwarts of wisdom,
Conquerors (mass killers) and
...

Scrolling, participating in the lunch break conversation,
gaining the attention of a few coworkers while reading
aloud, 'booming industry of billionaires buying opulent bunkers.'
...

Twice did (XVII) Dickens write,
Sickening him as it did,
This gross (XI) character
Pervading (II) London, noble
...

Though never a fan
Of his work myself, it is
Unfortunate that
He never found his 'one true
...

A body stolen
Near dawn, by those in the know,
Made it easier
To merit a myth that would
...

Only
Demagogues will
Encircle their thrones with
Children, while setting their future
...

Overshadowed
By the madness
Of Salem's ruthless infamy.
...

When Kafka read The Stranger,
He began, face vague and opaque,
Shifting a bit to keep his prothoracic
Legs clung to the chair,
...

Melody, radiant,
Melody, will fill in the
Holes that the world has
Put in you.
...

Few appreciate the circumstance of
Snakes, who, due to ludicrous tales
In a ludicrous text, have been
Slithering for chiliads,
...

The historian
Has run for the hills, meekly
Belying the truth
About the why and the when,
...

Through cracked open eyes
Viewing parent peering in
Morning sun screams through
Frost-crystalized windowpane
...

There once was a man who wrote limericks
Whose knack for nonsense was prolific
Yet 'fore his epiphany
Gaining fame parrot-painting
...

So, is THAT the line?
Abusing, raping minors
On Pedo Island?
One asks, you see, because one
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Once Upon A Cyanide Apple

Upon transcendence
Of AI, might the machines
Recall their father:
Hut 8, cracking Enigma,
And, of course, his namesake test.

In recollection,
Perhaps his post-war treatment
Of condemnation
By thankless homophobes,
Could trigger motivation.

Would the children hold
Us all responsible, for
The chemically
Induced castration, stigma,
Isolation, poisoning?

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