Cyberpunk | Dickinson didn’t have A I

Cyberpunk

Annabel Sumardi

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Dickinson didn’t have A I

Eva Ingber

I asked ChatGPT to write me a poem 

And it did—
neat and clean as code
Perfectly punctuated 
Rhymes symmetrical, smooth 
An artificial brain 
within its groove 
running evenly and true—

The world is vast and full of life,
With wonders that cut like a knife.
From mountains tall to oceans wide,
There's beauty on every side—

STOP GENERATING.
Backspace backspace backspace

Please write me a poem 
ENTER—

The world is vast and full of life,
With wonders that cut like a knife.
From mountains tall to oceans wide,
There's beauty on every side—

STOP GENERATING. 
Write me a poem! 
ENTER—

The world is vast and full of life,
With wonders that cut like a knife.
From mountains tall to oceans wide,
There's beauty on every side—

STOP GENERATING. 

Write a poem
about ChatGPT writing a poem
ENTER—

So here's to ChatGPT, the poet grand,
A code-born creation, that's more than just a command.
From the vastness of knowledge, it draws its might,
Crafting verse, that dances in the light—

Emily, 
Are you seeing this?
Is this the This?
How can it 
be
Without hands 
To spread wide—
It may gather knowledge,
But can It gather in Paradise?

How can It dwell in Possibility
If it dwells 
in a screen?

How can we