You plant an alphabet in your sleep
and wake to appropriation
as if the ratios had been hacked
while counting guests . . .
The math checks out
but the logic to your dismay is playing dead . . .
Far too many have suffered comeuppance
with AI-generated scripts . . .
Don't worry, when the call is made
you'll have a good excuse . . .
The synchronicity is one way to go
but to insist on simple stories
shreds the complexity of language . . .
Misunderstanding's around the corner
and with everything if you can imagine . . .
A cold plunge into translation
would be worth it in bargaining chips
but why? . . . Why the amplitude
of pages in the book on your nightstand? . . .
I thought you were beyond that . . .
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| Antonio Palmerini |