today clouds kept interrupting the sun
and the wind’s rather unsure of itself
I napped at noon and lunched at 2:30
I’m stuck on one of the spokes
of a roulette wheel in between
puzzled and worried
my brother and I talked AI this morning
lost track of time because of all
the ways it would impact the future
I typed in “write a poem by Gary Hunter”
and thought it turned out darn good
“darn” being almost worthy of good
but on the other hand
good enough for a bad day
like today
and I honestly don’t know
how tempting Pandora’s Box will be
so close to my fingertips
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