New poem about AI just dropped: “For a Student Who Used AI to Write a Paper” by Joseph Fasano. Some relevant lines:

I know your days are precious
on this earth.
But what are you trying
to be free of?
The living? The miraculous
task of it?

This question also goes out to people using AI to generate “content” that ends up getting published alongside words by humans! (I found this on kottke.org.)