Conversion

AI could never
replace human authors,
we thought,
smugly, until
the devious devs
built a code
that ran on coffee.

118/365

A version of this poem first appeared on Bluesky. Whispered into the acoustic sensors of the sleeping dreaming android, it prompted the electric sheep to generate one more tomorrow…

© 2025 Greg R. Fishbone, generated by MidJourney as a derivative work of the poem, "Conversion" by Greg R. Fishbone