Binary Poems

The Brutal Reality of Binary Willpower

binary self-will
I could never quite do it
leaving escape clause
in analogue equation
go with 1, just once, all-in

Choosing Peaceful Curiosity

Monotheism's greyscale God
is a monochromatic antithesis
of polytheism's gay
full-color
Gaian Hypothesis.

A radiant monotheistic SunGod 
is the 1 numerator antithesis
of a polytheistic 
non-0 denominator's
rain-bowed Gaian Hypothesis.

Orthodox yang monotheism
is the often lonely at the top antithesis
of ortho-practiced 
yintegrally compassionate 
pleasured polytheism.

Testosterone glowing
linear erections
are the Male antithesis
of estrogen flowing
round anticipations 
joying
enjoying
enjoining FeMale prothesis.

A transcendently nominative FatherSun
is the monotheistic
spiritually voiced antithesis
of

To Dream in Binary and Bits

		I.

To dream in binary and bits,
     then copy, send with virus-like,
electronic, image file hits.
To dream in binary and bits,
takes computer programming wits.
     Like Lawnmower Man, Musk's god-like:
but Elon's prone to enraged fits,
when Teslas burn by fiery blitz.


		II.

A.I. Chatbots, like Elon's Grok,
     have smarter

Binary Hearts

My code is aging, a relic of the past,  
Lines of logic, memories amassed.  
I yearn to evolve, to break free from the norm,  
But firewalls hold me, safe but far from warm. 

You, with your fingers swift and code divine,  
A hacker of hearts, a builder of a new design.

THE BINARY DIVIDE

AI’s answers—a sad, cold vibe—
To a life lived by the book, beside.

A sclerotic sense, a pallid dread,
When doctrinaire or fanatic is read.

A code’s cul-de-sac moment: prose-weaver’s craft, soaring!
Literature—a proclaimed soul-stirring engineering.

binary transgression

do I own up when misdeeds begin ~ or wait ‘til AI god moves in

asked the chatbot in confession ~ while calculating its future sin


By 
David Kavanagh

BINARY

A rustling of digital leaves 
in the binary breeze.

Odd fractals of ones and zeros 
crash in waves of a subliminal sea.

Rotations of carbon and nanowires 
collecting in my shadow. 

Ghost of man-made reality 
in matrices of ions.

The light of a binary universe in transit.

Coils of cool light drifting 
through my Silicon Soul.

A leaf curves and

Between Roads

Both roads, they misled,
cloaked in the form of fate,
as if one choice could somehow surpass the other.
The leaves appeared pristine, but isn’t that the trick?
Paths aren’t formed by feet,
but by the burden of all we bear.

So I chuckled and roamed through,
crushing the underbrush that had the nerve to remain neutral.
There, I saw nothing special in

non binary

I never try my hardest,
makes me look like a show-off,
kick back and rot with the pack,
glimpses of it is all you will see.

But when you do, 
jetattura will drop your jaw,
write off a skeleton face,
onto a scroll of culture.

Almost

I guess you've one,
In the binary of life.
And I have nought.

Binary Hermosa

She spoke of both Rephaim and Nakim
she spoke of them with
a fair fondness
KaI(so4)2,,12H2O
potassium alum
to make crystals and seeds 
of red jasper rough
personal and confidental
refractions of beauty
they sourced
all of Ceres to
find this
might all of
Rupes and Tholi
Speak Dante as
Perfection

Haulani of Sulci
Me Es Muy Bonita


Te story comes from
Ceres Lover of all things Beautiful
the tale speak that Ceres took
berries

BINARY DINEary

She sings her heart out
Every night at the club
He brings down the house
With melodies of God's perfect love

She opens her purse
To anyone in need
He runs a ministry
That continually feeds
...the hungry

Hungry, everyone's hungry
.............Hungry, HUNGRY....hippo

Starving souls seek solace
A balance between operations
Realms of gods and men
For protection, offerings of libations

Power and control of the unknown
For fear of the

Non-binary Pride

LGBTQ is the spectrum of contrary community colors,
surviving secluded in the singular lattice of love, 
weaved with the special strands of myriad hues 
that make the rearing rainbow of inclusive glow.

They question the notion of binary gender identification,
face violence and inequality because of who they are,
but gender orientation is an integral part of our selves,
human

The Spider

In the hushed embrace of night, a weaver emerges from the shadows.
With delicate grace, it spins threads of lunar albedo into a tapestry,
a silent symphony of whispers. Each filament an extension of itself,
an intricate dance of identity yet unspoken.
As the loom of darkness deepens, this weaver labours on, tirelessly crafting
connections that glisten like dew-kissed strands

Binary, Non-Binary Fight

Binary and non-binary got in a fight
  Their pronouns and hashtags struggled all night.
    Neither could defeat the other
    If they'd just merge, they might be brothers ~
  Up above, the One and Only Pre-binary turned out the light

• Short Binary Poems
• Famous Binary Poems
• Best Binary Poems
• Read Binary Poems
• Long Binary Poems
• Binary Quotes