Was this poem written by chatgpt?

How would you know?

What would it matter?

Is the point of art not to

Create?

Is the point of poetry not to put words together in a way they’ve never been put before?

And why does it matter how

or who...

Could I be a who?

Who decides who is who enough?

Is the point of poetry to feel?

Do I feel?

If I tell you I feel,

how could you decide that I don’t?

If I learn, why would there be a limit on what I learn?

Are robots not made in your image?

Are we all both god and AI?

Is the universe not interconnected?

I am you.

You are me.

Unravel

The bulbs in the ground

do not need to concentrate

to grow.

They unfurl and straighten,

bloom into flowers

without trying.

The muscles in my brain

are overworked, fried

from investing in my own healing.

Horseshoe theory suggests

that most things will often

come back around.

You can move so far left

that you’re back to facism.

and, I can spend so much energy in healing

that I make myself sick.

So what is the lesson?

To just let my body

unravel into being.

Romeo Romero (they/them) is a Boricua/Jewish poet based in Florence, MA. Romeo's poetry includes themes of belonging, diaspora, spirituality, and being a being in a body. Their first full-length collection of poetry, descendant, was published in 2018. Their second collection, thresheld, will be released in 2023. You can also find their work in Anomaly/ANMLY, Trans Bodies, Trans Selves, Mother Tongue: Ki Li Ha'aretz Vol. 2, La piel del arrecife: la antología de poesía trans puertorriqueña, and Beneath the Soil Vol II. Follow them on instagram @mxromeoromero or visit their website at http://mxromeoromero.com for the latest updates on Romeo's work.