On Seeing AI in the Google Image Search Results

Disgust
Should come with decay. A stomach should turn 
In honor of something humming with flies, 
Thrumming with grubs. Rotting is natural, right. 
It has been done a disservice. Horror films:
Crypts swollen, maggots in the eye, as if
New life brimming from old life were the worst. 

I have seen human limbs
Connected as they shouldn’t be. But with
A glossy sheen. A sanitary blur
Where grubby soul should gleam. A gospel scream
Blended and chopped to sonic slur. No moss
Nor mold approaches for a taste:
No wholesome worm converts it into waste.