High Road
I love to travel
here and there
today I took the highroad
it was empty and bare
not a single car, bus or taxi
no hikers
most certainly no poets of credibility
I have learned the highroad
to be void of all traffic
just little old me
with my linguini penguin, a bot or two
my trusty algorithm from India
why they might say my story is
the wizard of artificial intelligence
in the land of Galilee
Copyright © Arthur Vaso | Year Posted 2024
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