Long Ghost in the machine Poems

I melt into the plural sky
its rippling tableaus of tomorrow
underneath open light waves 
see-saws the labyrinth
like Delphi tendrils crossing channels 
all the changing faces played
automatic, embedded in misty consort 
with Hyde-Lees and Yeats 
love-crushed oracles
ghostwriting...

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“Inside the Great Halls of Us”



Inside 
The Great Halls of Us,
there resides a ghost 

IT hides in plain sight,
waiting quietly, alone, 
in our dark

there, IT holds ITs light,
to draw us further in,
we nervously laugh IT...

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Lost In the Mists Parts I - IV

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Lost in the Mists, Part V and VI
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As precautionary measure...
 
I backed up all software
resident on fifteen inch 
Macbook Pro computer
yesterday December first 
two thousand twenty two
courtesy two terabyte 
Seagate external drive.

Hardware not necessarily superfluous
when associating, assessing, and assaying
true value to equipment...

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Spirit whose work is done
The produce of my poetry
A scented gift 
Designedly 
Bearing the present moment.

I´m unable to make a living from my poetry
Even though i would not freeze in most 
In any winter
In the...

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Remember...Remain Calm, Collected, And Cool...
Matthew Scott Harris...ARG

This, a near imp
     possible mantra to apply
when this 2009
     Macbook Pro went awry
triggering this enduser
     to...

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Skipping thoughts across gelatin rings.
Into the reservoir of Lethologica
freezing-mirror- reflecting.
Nothings back to me.
What once was so lucid, liquid transfusive, a free flowing mainline of Offering, conducive to something.
A hopeful seminary seminar.
Priestly Dreams: Turned Cold:
WaxingColdOfPrisonOfShielding
Unseen:PulseStar Bard
Hands:Snatching...

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Anxiety went into overdrive regarding...
"check engine light" being on

I desperately clutched
(the Peanuts stuffed animal) Woodstock
to help me absorb shock.

What invisible agent
provocateur née ghost in the machine
sinister force hell bent
to rob me of every red cent,
whereby...

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So robots write poetry now.  Here's what I think of that.

Yer shiny enough, Robot Boy
Yer hard as a shard of rock
You never run out of energy
You and yer digital clock
Sex isn’t problematic
There isn’t an...

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Greys, Part V

Time was, when reason was not our King,
And grey was the color only of the morning's mist.
We beat the drum and danced close 
Around our fires, warding off the dark
We danced and offered...

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BIKER 
The night sky is made of black tar, and broken glass,
And the moon, if you melt it in a spoon, once was an old hubcap.
So by the light of night, ride the Milky Way’s...

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Greys, Part IV

Grey is sombre, but not hopeless
In grey is our suspension
Between unclear alternatives
In greys we form our judgements
And divide What Is from What May Be.

Listen, Listen, Listen -
To the tired sounding of the winds
Announcing...

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Technological glitch with EBT (i.e.) food card...
at LIDL checkout line

At 4:03 PM on November first
two thousand and twenty,
the missus nsync with yours truly,
(an inimitable average Joe - cur -
biden his time at Royersford, Pennsylvania

LIDL food...

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Ghost machine


A ghost in the machine is dragging me away from you;
I’m reaching out for a helping hand, but still I fall away.
Deeply I sink into the ghost machine that only love can ever undo.
I...

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Silent...... 
The machine waits patiently 
Dark........ 
In the corner........ 
Like a sleeping cat 

Hidden menace 
That ozone smell 
It knows too well.... 

Dark...... 
Crackle of static........ 
Low hum........ 

Dark........... 
In the corner... 
Like a sleeping...

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Love these shaking hands
	They are made to write
	But, hands betray me
Love the self that writes
	We’re on the same page
	But, I hate you still
Love how openly you incense me
	You're ignition for who I am
	But, the burn...

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"Heart in the Machine"



Deep fakes
steal your words
steal your face
number of a beast
www = 666
ghost in the machine
heart made of steel
neurons electric
force field
hot strap-ons
guns for machines
laser eyes
AlphaGo Zero’s
all grown up
burns a 
heart in 
3D
Propagates
Writes it’s own
Hal
Corrects...

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nestled in the lee of a thick flint wall 
guys taut, grappling to hold firm
our canvas castle shook and shuddered
flimsy but somehow reassuring respite
as mountain giants prowled through the night

inside, hunched low over his stove
blue...

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Do we live forever?
Will we shine in stars and be heard in seashells, selling our histories upon seashores?

Do we live forever?
Will I haunt a long-lost beau into loving me, sparkle with electric messages as a...

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am I just this fleeting moment
a ripple in time's flow
shackled to one body
must follow when it goes

or is there more to 'being'
an eternal flame that burns
and though my mortal flesh must die
the soul within returns

most...

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Waiting upon the corner for her light to change; noticing across time's way
Two twin female puppies tagging along behind this guy; their tiny tails wagging
Endlessly as they went thinking, how innocently pure, these, lovely creations....
Gathering...

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Thinking back, unto the movie 'Lifeguard; it's waning empty shores ?
Summer's coming then going, another year gone by: gazing across her waters
Gray skies you were never a friend of mine: cast amid your manipulating
Riptides this...

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It all became some big mess as joy was slowly sapped
Like resin from a tree ? While the days there grew darker..
Inspiration lost their wings yet no one cared what used to seem
Our playground and...

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