I am an old man and I yell at the clouds by Jonathan S Baker

I am an old man
and I yell at the clouds

Maybe generative AI
is just the further democratization of art.
Prometheus stealing fire
and calling it new
and calling it his own
like a printing press
that makes soulless crap,
or a camera
that gives access to those
who couldn’t…

   give two shits before

          but now they can.

They can give infinite shits
   hot steaming torrents
          from a new god’s colon

let all artists recline
in these growing fields of manure,
look up at the clouds
and yell out
‘til flowers
grow from our mouths.


Jonathan S Baker‘s work can be found in several print and online publications. They are the EiC at Pure Sleeze Press and host of Indiana’s longest running and most prestigious poetry series, Poetry Speaks.