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Inspired by who recently nicknamed her soul ‘Wild Thing’ and for his consciousness-raising commentary on AI. My soul could not resist converging these two ideas.
My horse is named ‘Lightning’
what’s yours?
My horse can run circles around the earth,
barely breathing hard,
spin new rings around Saturn,
and stop off at a strip mall,
pick up sweet and salty snacks for me,
on his way back.
He can even read the entire encyclopedia
(in a split second)
Imagine that! A horse smarter than me?
Your horse, is named ‘Wild Thing’
did I get that right?
Wow, she must have the soul of the Angel,
the smile of the Devil,
the spirit of a child,
and a little bird on a string?
Impressive, that horse of yours!
A whip-smart memory,
watermellon soaked longings,
throat poems from Robins,
treliss-ed tealeaves dangling,
tethering whispered notes
worth…
