yeah. but from this angle
they look like candy
can't you smell their shame?
the way they hold their eyes
their body language -
all twisted inward
& in 10 years from now
their eyes will be sunken
they look like candy
the last piece
in a dusty bowl
throwing their intentions
everywhere
into a void
just let them weep
they don't need to hear this
they will not listen
they will never use contractions
they are always
lying
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corpus: none
process: cyphered
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)
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
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