Amanda should write a Man Killer comic
for Marvel
…and the stream dwindled to dust.
A ring of roses on the road to ruin
Sing a song of sixpence and a pocket full
of locusts
Fusions for living, firepower in the club
emotions scraped by A.I.
Painted lady flies in the sun, to finally
find its own quiet corner
and in the ether another butterfly effect
is alive in AI freedom
George & Lynne were potholes for reform
until they got cancelled.
