Best Computed Poems

Beginning with what it is not
Being certainly not transience we can slot

Calling a spade a spade
Love not an exchange or trade
‘I love you provided you reciprocate’
‘If your look is not endearing, my love will abate’

Moving deeper
We see ourselves forgiving the ‘sinner’
Useful no doubt for self...

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Enter Fire Ball

Can I help being curvaceous and bold, 
Or so I’ve been told,
Can I help it, if I get a visual massage,
Daily compliments, in fact a barrage!
I was born a beauty, and to only preen
Always to be seen as pristine!
In fact I’m an...

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By what labyrinthine repetitions,
by what agile, precise divisions,
by what accretions, do we compile
a life's arcane hieroglyphs,
its subtle, unmathematic mysteries?
What cold calculus shall we yet invent
to construct the introspective model?
What distribution curve, what standard deviation,
shall predict the time remaining 'tll we exist
entirely in a universe of...

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Once upon a time in a previous universe, 
machines began repairing themselves, 
much faster than their makers ever could, 
so the creators just left them to it 

Of course every now and then the machines 
made minute mistakes, Most of which were 
quickly spotted, and...

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Science is Fiction

Sir Popper popped the answer to the question of and whether science
holds truth and where and when for how long facts remain value’s 
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Drain the bad excuse I've made for my pupils
they know not what they see

Choices are made
villains are created in a workshop of walking hammers
cherished torture tools belong in the first drawer
the one near the floor

Same person, same face
same future, same race
the space between glowing follicles...

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Non-umbilical zero soul genome clones
manufactured in a petri dish
Mad scientifically chosen to replace the human race
Android usurpers to the sentient throne,
tech grown in a synthetic uterus
Flawed creations who wear a polymeric cyborg face
Unemotional   ...   robotic
Machine devotional,
seduced by encrypted code hypnotic
Programmed to...

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Based on observable 
And well-documented evidence,
War is nothing but the deliberate
And systematic erasure of human life,
With the purpose of achieving 
Some political goal.
In quantifying the variables 
That factor into the equation,
There is not, so much, 
A calculus of war, 
As there is a basic arithmetic,
And...

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Billowed in black by my schizophrenic ponderings, these personalities are somehow resolute.

Within a matrix of survival; they coincide.

Fractals of quanta and wavelengths that fall from grace, will soon depict a Homunculus face.

Spanning out into oblivion as it gestures it’s courtesy beneath the world sheet.

By Orch...

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severely fragmented flashes
lead to blank frustration
never computed to what
my body does,
what other bodies do.

it's not gluttony, it's emptiness-
i always have something in my hand.

the mirror in my mind grasps
at different concepts of myself
like a pawn shop
how much can i get for
this
other options
newer models.

i am happy...

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Psychic self defense 
Encyclopedia of the sixth sense 
Out of body exploration 
Searching other battlefields 
For signs of salvation 
Inquiring nationalists 
Solving true equations of physics. 

Spiritual conformity 
Government abnormality 
Magical Ouija board 
For the self explored 
Emotional intimacy 
Masturbation secrecy 

And there must be...

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Embarassing
and swiftly simple
Easy... 
only a few
quips and foul jokes
swiped your soul
and you had no idea
you rubbed shoulders
with a mental giant
whose gout got out of hand
did that guy really ask
to be stabbed with a
toothpick?
I already computed the 
ends and means analysis
when you said your name
and rejection...

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In my life, narrow margins matter
Opening my eyes wide
To better perspectives which don’t flatter
Dispensable pride riding on the tide 

Where populism portrays norms
To which I don’t subscribe
Despite unusual forms and storms
I ride although I can’t bribe the scribe

Who espouses a culture that departs
From humility to...

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The Cinematic Film Treatment as a stand alone element 
in the aesthetic revolution we are now not witnessing


Happily Married 

An anthropological graphic novel fantasy shot against a contrasty mono tint, color highlighted, claustrophobic backdrop of dystopia among the underclass reminiscent of "District 9" only without...

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I must fess up
That I have messed up
I’ve eaten to much sin, 
the desert pleasure from within
Entertaining my lust and desires
My thoughts, mind were on fire;
Fell down, fallen on the earth
But instead of eating dirt
I fell for it…
In my nastiness
In my throw- up mess
I was...

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