The honourable premier had a nightmare:
His chief advisor could no longer advise him.
Waking up in sweat,
he realized this was a dream:
His iPhone was still next to him, ready as always
to answer his question:
“Siri, how shall I handle today’s crisis?”
(Editor’s note: poet Shai Ben-Shalom, an Israeli-born biologist, examines current events in the Blacklock’s tradition each and every Sunday)