I appreciate the effort, although the meaning of your poem is obscure to me.

And now the quantum voice,

the daemonic carol,

in tune with the cosmic spheres

flows through this quaint puppet,

conquers its bony battlements,

dethrones its squidgy conspirator,

and triggers its fingers, taps the keys,

switching modes in the social machine,

from the bureaucrat’s lullabies

to whispers of a forgotten rhyme

reconciling our torrent of words

with the salty waves on a distant shore.

Looking forward to Gorman’s Super Bowl “poem” this evening. Hope it inspires some vehemence from me.

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