extrusion on/off. come with me. as you are. away from these. dyscopic eyes. the silence in the star martyr's song. shooting stars, between the rain, the echo. is silence. in disconnection. the pimp, the christ. our children. deciduous martyr. inverted martyr. the martyrer, punisher of evil.
there is no sense. in some uneven summoning. you get owned on your needs. and pray. & a varying other time i'm falling down on the punisher's needs. before the glass cuts in. let us pray.
for the morning sun. my life depends on.
the day that never comes.
two ends of time completely tied.
Computer poetry is warfare carried out by other means, a warfare against conventionality and language that has become automatized. Strange as it seems, our finite state automata have become the poet’s allies in this struggle, the long historical battle by which mankind pries into the surface of language to reveal its latent mysteries… R.W. Bailey, Computer Poems (1973)
Saturday, March 28, 2009
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