Poetry With Hart

“Is a haiku microwave safe?”
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Artificial insects
Kind of like regular insects
Only with corn syrup
And Red 40 dye.

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On your lips
Consonants contort
And vowels slip
Slide into apostrophes,
Still no excuse to resort
To ChatGPT

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Humanity in AI
Hide the truth within the lie
Upload our lives when we die.

This is just how it starts
Picking off creators in a game of darts
They may bullseye, but…

They will never have our hearts.

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I hope when the robots
Take over the world they still
Make morning playlists

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Simple pleasures of
Gossip, giggles, goofing off
The measuring tape

That maps the fledgling
Friendship forged from common ground:
AI is a scourge

Curse born to idle
Minds of a generation
Doomed to die in a

Digitized isolation.

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Virtual spaces
microcosm of macro
of microcosm.

We are the worst part
of our best selves on display
and yet we join as

one community.
Hope in the ones and zeroes
loneliness coping

mechanism mask.
Our task is to see beyond,
become our best selves.

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