As my search terms change from top restaurants to flourless recipes,
from Skiplagged flights to book recs,
from pregames to board games,
we’re given the gift of time.
#include
using namespace std;
class Average {
double mine = 9.0;
string lives = “left until my ego is dead”;
int egral = 2;
The fleeting wisp of sunshine pulsing through my deadly opaque skin.
An essence of virtuality and too abstract to be objectified.
It can’t be described by “is a” X.
Algorithms are ironically stochastic rhythms,
the hymns of the digital revolution,
AI’s not-so practical solution,
Intel’s silicon fusion,
The population is normally distributed;
yet we strive to surpass the limit,
to reject our alternative;
only to never reach the critical value of our hypothesis test,