King Canute A.I.
rolled back tide
without words
plugged it into the sky
a don’t-try-this-at-home contest
super-conducting notion
judged and rated
oxygen hydrogen quotient
seperated
detonated oceans
Gulls overhead
strove to rise higher
becoming charred cinder bits
world exploding fire
no one remained
to award a lonely golden prize.
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