( via / me )

"My footing may be somewhat like that of the “Learned Pig,” or the “Trained Dog,” still these animals are cynosures to somebody, and so am I."

to the Elonbot that followed me
maybe for a poem
i wrote, i'm not your enemy
in any shape or form.
i write because before the dawn
little fires must start
& this is one i'm working on,
Elon; fix your heart.

Stand-in for a clown that's worse
murrain than Ebola,
should i be worried you disburse
an incel-led tombola?
all the walls you're tearing through
with just a mighty fart
were built by better men than you;
Elon, fix your heart.

Ev'rybody wants a piece
this epic, sad comeuppance
i only want to live in peace
on bardic crumbs & tuppence.
when i consider how much good
such bloat of means might chart
i say: you fucker, stow that hood,
Elon. Fix your heart.

Tanka.

"Everyone gets 12 AI friends, but one of them will betray you" --@johnattridge.bsky.social

Lies I've Told My 3 Year Old Recently.