Crank

Crank

I am not a Luddite.

I put away the slide

rule & pick up

     the calculator

when I thought

     the time was

right & no

          before—

They only do stuff

for dollars

—Out Of Many One,

     Their catchphrase,

bôn mot,

     conventional wisdom.

Their prenup biases

          my pet peeves

unaccounted

& taken for granted.

They force me to ass

    imilate then fear

I will replace Them.

     Their consolidation

or concentration

          is valid.

My dissipation

or dissolution is vapid.

Their either/or situs

     minimize my gestalt.

Their progress equates

     to growth.

Grownups mean decline.

          I says what They

want to hear.

I does what They

want to see.

     I avoids controversy.

I donor payback to

     get more payback.

My committee work

          schleps lobby work.

I streamline Their

grown work,

part of a drive-by

     chancellor overhaul.

I already piloting

     a package of IP

& generative AI models

          —creative industries.

I strike licensing deals,

a raid on copyrighted

material —scraping

     itself is not my problem.

I tailoring data providers,

     frameworking technology

endpoints for crawlers.

          I highlighting Their

relevance

& taking a page,

a passing interest,

     much-improved

butt of a joke,

     killing it off,

keeping my ear

          to the ground.

[dramatic monologue]