How to tell if a Robot Wrote Your Poem
A poem
Published in
Aug 23, 2023
Always third person plural and oddly imprecise
All the hanging metaphors are a roll of the dice
There is never a mention of gears or electrons
While every human heart has a coating of ice
You gave them a few words to use, those easily seen
Attached in bizarre ways — their sandwich was lean
In the rush to the end, they squash a dangled adverb
My darling, don’t read this, and what does that mean
Exactly?
