people are increasingly conflating “RSI”
with “foom.” I went to pee, came back, and doom
was suddenly the subject of the freaked-out Zoom.
Although the Pope refused to bless AI
with moral rights derived from God on high,
we see with every passing day a tomb
for all mankind, his sole successor’s womb
the ticking bomb we set our coding by.
Sometime, somehow in the long Pleistocene,
a band of primates found their winding way
to a notched coast and tidal estuary,
the water shellfished, and the hills were very green;
did they imagine when they gathered round to pray
that this headland could be so silly, or so scary?