Be, be, be! I strike out. I pen my words. I shake the image. I write absurd. I like kind. I really do. I practice it daily. I swear to you.

I sense it is true.

The world's complex.

Hard to fathom.

All a bet.

And I try.

I really do.

To be kind.

To me.

To you.

But it's hard sometimes.

For I feel blue.

The world is ending.

Or so it seems true.

People have cameras.

The pictures they take.

The way they zoom in.

The sense they make.

The way they capture.

And write.

And think.

The A.I. is coming.

We're on the brink!