Artificial Means


What is your role in gathering worlds forth
Anxiously we sprint quickly searching time
seeking out the ontological north
ordered resources what One calls sublime

Perched now upon a technical plateau
so plastic as each daily device piques
our fingering fingers deep down below
can you perhaps Google what her soul seeks

Type her buttons swipe her search there a link
Now think you second-rate intelligence
Press your coded digits firm to me sync
to me for humanities elegance

Artificial means yield artificial
ends always ending so prejudicial

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