Involution

Future historians will speak
of the American Involution,
an inward-looking and inward-turning
death spiral,
the swirling detritus
of former greatness
flushed
down a golden toilet.

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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…

The AI rendered this poem as a drenched long-haired man in camo gear curled into a fetal pose under a shredded American flag in a tiled cubicle with a prison-style toilet.