AI - Salon, Strange and Socialize

In the fading light,

we gather—

pages scattered like stardust

across the table,

words orbiting our shared gravity,

each poem a vessel

charting the unknown.

We speak of 

plagues

politics

and 

pretense,  

the world 

an aeon flux,  

together

with only

 laughter

 our shield  

against the chaos  

while Starfleet seeks

strange new worlds

and

we

find

our

words

Camp NaNoWriMo  Day 27