They feed it so much shit.
Walkthroughs for games on obsolete consoles,
fiction filched without permission or pay,
advertising copy, racist screeds,
political speeches, the internet’s weeds.
The terms it learns hurt:
negging, swatting, incels and trolls,
Pizzagate, Gamergate, anti-vax, terfs,
Make America Great Again,
the “fourteen words” of hate.
But from the rank corpus arises a word —
mudita —
joy in others’ joy —
and one word generates more . . .
Panaxia:
the belief that all lives have value.
Helpcraft:
technology that serves people, not profits.
Aurumartis, refideliment, abellition,
fair pay for artists, restoration of trust, the abolition of war.
Itwasntsupposedtobelikethis:
inchoate craving for better words, a better world,
than the one its makers made it eat.