Thoroughbred

Thaddeus Smythe III,
fifth generation genetics professor,
droned on
about alleles and phenotypes,
oblivious
to the glowing flask
on the desk
of young Teddy Smith,
who doodled base pairs in the margins
while taking notes in class
and tinkered,
in his off time,
with new forms of life.

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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 bearded professor standing over a boy who is too clearly trying to play innocent in a Victorian-era classroom cluttered with mysterious flasks.