My gender is controversy,

send a press release.

This is drama they don't teach

in introduction to literature

books.

My neck hurts,

and you'll blame everything on

the testosterone that I keep

forgetting

to take anyway.

Really, my neck just

aches so much from looking down

at my phone to see your meaningless

AI slop

modeled off of the creativity

of a community collecting

so many colors

that your data center

bursts

at the

seams.