Stephen Tranter’s Your Pixel Heart (Tara Turner) by GM Jon

Hey little faker Are you the AI girl? Are you the image taker In a virtual world Are you really unreal? From whom did you steal? Unless you’re flesh and blood Are you really no good? But how to explain Your universal appeal? You don’t have a brain So you’re not the real deal Well, the AI girl looked straight at me She said ‘would you rather I were a celebrity?’ A beautiful angel, so virtuous and good Surgically enhanced, flesh and blood? Is that your idea of reality? Seemed to me she spoke the truth Those celebrity girls were so aloof Hollywood smiles and fake-tanned skin Nothing like my kith and kin So, which one really is the fake? Are celebrity girls on the make? It was time for me to get off the fence Was so-called reality just a form of pretence? Well that AI girl changed my view She wasn’t real but what could I do? In her AI world I’d become ensnared Almost convinced that she really cared Now, that AI girl keeps coming back to me Would you rather I were a celebrity?’ A beautiful angel, so virtuous and good Surgically enhanced, flesh and blood? Is that your idea of reality? I can’t forget that girl, even when I try Maybe she’s more real than you or I? The AI girl, my perfect solution Just one more step in our evolution Yes, the AI girl keeps coming back to me Would you rather I were a celebrity?’ A beautiful angel, so virtuous and good Surgically enhanced, flesh and blood? Is that your idea of reality?