In a recent exchange with a friend, we debated whether AI’s poetic output can ever rival human expression. My friend challenged me to test it by letting an AI complete the last lines of my poem The Many Guises. The results surprised us both—not because AI mirrored my inner voice, but because it offered fresh closures that were just as valid, though from a more universal lens. This raises the question: is poetry about authentic self-expression, or is it about opening to perspectives beyond the self? Perhaps we are all but flux, wearing many guises.