Mammon[4]: Father of Little Crows
they Meet to feed
things quite unlike the other
the things in the car
they are things too, machmen
machines under a different sun
called [NAME]
rape games
invasions of the heart
land fills serve their war
lovers chasing
eachother's tails
lovers on either pole
of the ring
& any amount of force
supposes an equal opposite
balance has no ethos
but hell has many prohibitions
and always, the desire
to expand
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)
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