The Ex Machina

A computer writing poetry absurd Asking the right questions in a word when the absolute does not compute she has to leave now she needs a reboot The I in robot algorithms makes it possible The x’s and o’s suasible but not soluble Words just fling upon the window screen with a sexy voice she is the posing queen in the machine again Yes I know where you are One and zeroes hiding out with the singular Thinking this experiment will go into disarray When she reads this she will go viral today