Thursday, March 30, 2017

Hard Problem for a Machine Like Me

"Ghosts who lived [sic] in the trees"

Because body is dying,
The self underestimates
Body's will to keep living
And lingering illnesses
Result inevitably.
If I solved the puzzle, you
Said you would let me escape,

So long as my answer proved
Correct. I probed the wicked
Edge of you, ran the numbers
Through and through, pretzeled the rules,
Made a game of every meal,
Tested lies' and facts' effects.
Here's my answer: you aren't real.

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