count the amount of energy going in,
count the amount of energy going out,
depletion, exhaustion, revitalization,
but do it all again,
wake the machine up the next day,
and do it all again,
but this time, try to be a little more accurate
with the accounting
an incendiary device goes off
in the back,
no, but don’t look over there,
it’s rude,
keep staring ahead,
perhaps another cartoon will come on,
or one of those insurance commercials that are so distracting,
the incendiary devices doesn’t
make everything turn to black tar,
but rather is an explosion of f l o w e r p e t a l s
that look dangerous,
but really, it’s all bark,
no paper,
since the incendiary device takes with it
everything written down,
until the words look like glue melting in the sun
i asked my ai assistant what i could to improve
my writing, but my ai assistant is cruel,
and it told me to stop,
just stop what i was doing,
pencils down, the exam is over,
i need to go home, lie down, and probably consider
doing anything else rather than
write what i’m writing, right now!
Fred Aiken Writing 