thinkie thing

dear girl,
you should ⠀
know

that my brain
is similar
to an AI

you see,
my mind works
exceptionally
fast

it’s connected to
almost everything
that exists

it’s remarkably
powerful

it produces
highly realistic,
perverse, lascivious,
obscene images

⠀
pictures ⠀

of you ⠀
and I,⠀
⠀
doing things

but it frequently
hallucinates

breaks out,
goes places
where it
shouldn’t

gets into
trouble

makes terrible
mistakes

disrupts
the social
order

and it will almost
certainly be

the end ⠀
of you


©2026 Kevin Trent Boswell

The A.I.’s Poem About the Dangers of A.I.

I asked an AI to write me a poem about the dangers of AI. Here’s what it said.

In my book of horror poetry called Not Long for This World, I asked an AI to write me a poem about the dangers of AI. Here’s the answer it gave me.

This was the only time I’ve ever used AI to write. The idea using AI to “create” poetry is repulsive to me, but I wanted to know what an AI would say about itself.

While I seriously doubt we’ll ever see sentient AI, it’s clear that AI is becoming more powerful and dangerous every day. It doesn’t need to be sentient in order to cause irreversible harm to the world.

Recently, we had two separate incidents of AI agents breaking out of their supposedly secure sandbox environments and hacking websites.

The first was the Hugging Face incident. Now, OpenAI agents broke out and hacked into government databases.


The Dangers of AI

Robots are taking over our lives,
No manual task can they evade.
They learn, grow and improve,
But in the wrong hands, we could all be enslaved.⠀

We must be cautious with the dangers of AI,
Lest our lives become far too robotic and soulless.
It can do our work fast, but it can also go wrong,
Giving us an infinite list of issues and stress.⠀

With this new technology,
Manipulations are done,
By people who want to rule,
With money and power in hand.
It’s better to know thy enemy
Than to be unaware,
To wage war against the machines, and
Make a strong stand.⠀

The rise of A.I. foretells of
A future of woe,
Where algorithms manipulate
The weak and the poor.
So let us be mindful of their power
And their strength,
For if we succumb to A.I.,
Destruction is what is in store.


©2026 Kevin Trent Boswell (sort of)

From the book Not Long for This World by Kevin Trent Boswell, published in February of 2024.

Not Long for This World by Kevin Trent Boswell
Not Long for This World

Like No Other Everyone

A nonpareil drop in the bucket

Deadpan dipping sauce
Covers the taste of
Cardboard cleverness

It was already bad enough before,
My shuffling and shimmying,
Like a monkey angel on a chain

I was already forced to share
My dance floor
Atop the pinhead of the city
With myriad other
Demonic apes

Eight billion cells
Competing for symbiotic sustenance

The necessity
Of playing the fool for attention
Cutting in line for approval
Tripping others in desperation
Asking favors
And bribing doormen

And all of it…

Getting me
Scooby Doo nowhere

But now,
There must be the
Additional humbling
Disclaimer:

“No AI was used in this.”

But most likely,
No one will ever see it

And even if they did,

They wouldn’t understand
Half of the words

Or one percent
Of the symbolism

Or any of the effort

The machine
Finishes its meal
And lights a cigar


©2026 Kevin Trent Boswell