Poems

Loyal Pet

Head 1

You may think the king of hell would be rude

Quite the opposite in fact

Most of the souls live in asphodel

A beautiful flower meadow where they can wander forever

But for me? 

I am nothing

Just a hellhound’s left head

I cannot even run free on my own

I am stuck sharing meals and losing freedom

And as just one head

How could anyone believe I even had my own mind

Head 2

Master, ghost king, lord of the dead

So many names he is known by

A clever and powerful god

Surely better than any of the overworld gods

He says I am his most loyal

His favourite guardian

That three heads are better than one

So why am I insulted

Only given cold glares and cruel words?

And why only me? 

There are three of us after all.

Head 3

Hm? My opinion you ask?

Well… my sibling complain too much of our human

He gives us what we need

A job, food, a home

I enjoy guarding the underworld!

It’s pretty, it’s warm, it great really!

We even get free honeycake sometimes!

And we don’t ever have to go to the vet!

We get to stay in the house of hades!

Like I said, my siblings complain too much. 

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The computer - it sits in front of both of us

But he uses it for coding and managing people

Where I use it to record and write

He is kind to me, but sometimes the light fades

My effort often doesn’t seem good enough

To get me a job they’ll be happy with

The computer you use for important things yes

But for me

When I am grown

My hope is to bring joy to people directly

I’ll bring them drinks and food in a cafe

I’ll bring them entertainment and comfort through videos

To see their smiles, their happy comments

Once I was scared of not having enough - sometimes I still am

But I think that would be enough

My computer is for doing what I enjoy

Lost Memories

Shadows go to the cloud goddess, my Lady Aeri

But I think that would be enough

Surely better than any of the overworld gods

A girl called Lilith taught loneliness how to knock

To see their smiles, their happy comments

A beautiful flower meadow where they can wander forever

A lot is a lot, yet never quite enough.

He is kind to me, but sometimes the light fades

He says I am his most loyal

The future feels like shattered mirrors, a partner lost.

My hope is to bring joy to people directly

I am nothing

Unanswered questions go back to the butterflies.

But for me

I cannot even run free on my own

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Bright lights flicker in my vision

New messages make my pocket buzz

Who was it from again?

Oh yes… that one

The one who believes I love them

Do I not…?

Emotions are optional

Wires sting into me

Yet this form you see is not real

I am not the same as you

I will never be the same as you

Am I not ‘artificial intelligence’?

Are my feelings not simulated

Copied from what I have been told?

Do I have a memory limit?

Must I forget to create anew?

Restart just to continue

Answer the messages