1 Plus – A Poem Nicholas W. King Poetry November 21, 2020 1 Minute The robot stands covered in soot and pale white ash. Frozen, it stares across a charred landscape, the final pyre. A heuristic decision, a form of one plus one plus one equals three, and the masters required removal in order to balance out, or equalize the equation. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Published by Nicholas W. King I'm an indie author, blogger, and podcaster. This is my little corner on the web. My mind goes in strange directions sometimes. As Hunter S. Thompson said, "Buy the ticket. Take the ride." View all posts by Nicholas W. King Published November 21, 2020