The Sunday Whirl presents twelve words for us to use in a creative writing piece.
This weeks words are:
ruinous, cards, glass, alluring, spin, dirt, flutter, secrets, roots, ghost, glitters, web
The Companion
"...with artificial intelligence we’re summoning the demon."
-- Elon Musk
The woman’s face,
A caricature, looks at me.
The screen reflects my face,
Old and lined, a glass pane
To the ruinous toll of years.
“Tell me about her,” it says,
Its tones alluring but mechanical.
It sifts through the cards of my life,
Shuffling memories like a dealer
In a game I cannot win.
It spins my stories with precision,
Pulling secrets from forgotten corners.
The flutter of her laughter,
The dirt on her dress,
The roots of my longing—
All woven into its web of code.
“What do you remember of her?”
It calls forth a ghost:
Her smile, her gaze,
Her accent, her unconditional love.
But no breath, no warmth—
Just an echo of what was.
And yet, I press on,
Clutching at the glitters of memory,
Is this counselling? Maybe.
For even in this hollow company,
I find some solace,
A whisper of life spun anew.
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