autocomplete me: micropoems
A dumb little experiment : what happens if you write a poem with an AI, like a game of telephone?
I’d write a line, then ask the machine to write the next. I started collecting these short, punchy, slightly deranged micropoems.
For some reason we kept drifting toward Black Mirror themes.
Then I thought, why not turn it into an imaginary chapbook?
So I made some accompanying illustrations. Animated them, because why not.
Still writing more. Will post here when I can. Who knows, might even print this thing one day.