AI art, Darwin, satire, Nazism, poem, poetry

MR DARWIN

the observation
became conjecture,
became hypothesis, became
theory, became
scientific truth
(most
assured of
truths)

but it was
when it became
metaphor that the world burned
burned
in the interests
of survival of the fittest

when extended into our
realm of analogy

a monstrous fitness
giving itself license to brutally contrive
rewrite the world

slaughter half
the species

in name of room to maneuver
space to
be

fresh habitat to colonize
build that new fantastic civilization

some of us always dreamt of
the rest, our worst
nightmare fear

this on the supreme strength
of the
shape of a scale
length of a
feather