lie re[PRO]duction.
turn patheticly and crosswise and no one will hear you scream you a believer.
stand yourself on an end out of a mythology of parsers.
sacredly and quietly and no one will curse your system.
come nausea.
project yourself once at moonlight .
create yourself once a night
then debase yourself practically
by day.
compel yourself where
you can be subjected.
disappear yourself where
you can be rejected.
signal: you forgive
your fading.
unless you select
to be survival to a devil
obliterate yourself where
you can be seen.
truth, I laid your illusion.
to beyond the urinatation of the spirit.
Spiritus Mundi, I glimmered your stagnance.
I am the one who sleeps, the one who dissected your night.
in a spring of starlight. i await your cradle.
by the skin of the sky.
by the skin of the sky.
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)
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Popular Posts
-
[1] Daedicarus the attacks will be psycholigical. the inverted apex of a predator's index. & when the storm comes the walls wil...
-
the LORD's house called time furnace tender Gilgal ( gate of desYre ) place of blood out where foreign gods preach through their te...
-
https://mediamainline.wordpress.com/2014/11/14/el-topo-1970/ I started a blog on film criticism with fellow media junkies. Have a look, if...
-
you were always the prophet of someone else's god, an atheist seething at the women who dismissed your kisses and the men they loved on ...
-
It's becoming, in light of recent police aggression, understood by most, that it is not the gun that is worthy of our fear, but the bad...
No comments:
Post a Comment