The Poetry of Mark Daniel Milbocker 
Oh AI

Behold I have hewn from fallen tablets
a ruler to capture the entanglements of
the common cultured into mathematics
handled by sterile gloves that 
innoculate with every touch 
until the last denominator reeks 
us into thralls chuffed 
with the angle of the mirror
as we preen and presume 
to see the novelty of the masses
triangulated from the majority
so that you never need catch
the leprosy of my divergence.
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