Artificial Integrity is a Bigger Threat to Community
Let people be—the world shrinks
with internet access, genuine connection
is rare.
none of us is who we claim
we walk, talk, write
mostly in clichés with
breathtaking phrases we
para-plagiarize unknowingly.
most of what we do lacks purpose
the problem, as I see it: too much
focus on another's porridge
not enough care on the hungry
human bidding for connection.
maybe they started with an AI handshake
fixing grammar, or their confidence
how is your dog threatened?
what is this race? can you articulate
your itch, scratch some compassion
off your backside full of insincere rage
in the name of artistic integrity?
no shade, we've all been there,
hot takes aren't wrong
just incomplete, one-dimensional
slices angled to amuse bored strangers
chasing a boogeyman for an imaginary win
on the internet.
spoiler alert, losing the plot like this
makes it tough to spot the bad guy.
Frost wasn't the first to find
two roads where snow fell
long before a self-centered poet
stood cold.
tend your side of the forest
avoid contests with borrowed words
but if you enter a collaboration, I'll cheer
your trophy as loud as mine.
which means I'll likely not mention it
if you know me—I'm loathe
to leave comments,
not for lack of seeing the talent or
appreciating recognition,
but like my poetry, I fear
misunderstanding.
Copyright © Jaymee Thomas | Year Posted 2024
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