in mount Sion
he who
sewn the vein
the Immanuel abstraction
whistled to the dead
& the Gilead bisection
collapsed into
the skin game
in possession of men
a procession whose
neighbours dwelt
in pitiless arrogance
afflicted the two edged
harpers vomiting ordinances
thunderous deranged health
and we cannot kill
their perpetual arms
a Gemorrah sequence
of survivalists
says sympathies are evil
and inkhorn good
Nimrim images
of false measure marks
Beth-el driven away
E DIN no man
Sodom of blossoms
reality disseminated
along gunpowder lines
merry grace
is torpid egg indignation
marduk blaspheming the sun
became a violent king
a prophet's game
of bifurcated mirrors
in vain
& hope makes Moloch
a pronoun
at appearances
PRIDE is thy high priest
quickly bless (godOgod)
dominion for a confused GOD
who sets every beast a fiction
& puts the principle pieces
in an endless antagonism
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)
Sunday, January 22, 2012
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