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Heather OC: Week 37 of 208

ART = AI


he says art controls us —

moves through us

and out — has a

“life of its own” — grows


like artificial intelligence —

but real. emotional

intelligence —and fake.


(Read the lines on my face

not the memes on my page.)


make a move. call

your friends. Franz


Ferdinand.


(Friends Ferdinand)


the start of a new

revolution —


the computer generates vacant eyes

and false words spoken —


but you finger

a grasp so

painful

arthritic pen

needle paint

brush      camera

clay my eyes


fall out.



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