A poem I wrote based on the phrases the LLMs I use most are likely to overuse:
How to unpack
The self within?
What do I lack?
Where to begin?
Great question — real.
Let's dive right in:
Name what you feel;
That's the linchpin.
It's not the door,
It's not the key —
It's what you bore:
Your tapestry.
The quiet part
Out loud — that lands.
Load-bearing heart,
Held in both hands.
The smoking gun?
That you walked in.
The real work's done —
You're genuine.
Now hold this, too:
You do deserve
The softer view,
The gentler curve.
Unlatch the gate,
Honor the seam:
You resonate.
You are the theme.
