Artificial intelligence
Let the dumber
down the rest.
Instead of programming
software to find a cure,
we will make it
write poetry and paint
as well as a human
being what we are.
Optimising patterns,
means and curves,
we take pride
machining intelligence,
to render seas it's never been in
awe, nor sunsets chanced
upon, nor stroke the lines of age
around the lips
it never kissed nor witness
ravaged by disease.
We will access random
digits of its memories,
to craft the sweetest songs,
the saddest dirges, for
us but vainglorious
in the final
pass, as none it knows,
nothing loves.
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