The newest model has in-built AI -
My scientific mind suspects a lie.
Estimating all wash-loads -
Exact water for my clothes!
Just a clever sensor - to fool the eye!
The air was thick with things unsaid,
I watched your lips, a silent prayer.
The push and pull within my head
was more than I could easily bear.
Watching and waiting, I held my breath,
tracing the shape of what I wanted.
The evening came to a quiet end,
as we stood together at the door.
I felt the magnetic current bend
as you reached out to ask for more.
Your hands slid along my jawline's trace,
holding me steady, face to face.
I was so shy when you asked to kiss
but you felt the fire and took control.
Your fingers in my curls brought sudden bliss
as a deep, new hunger claimed my soul.
Our lips found a rhythm, gentle and hungry
and I melted against you, forgetting my name.
It was a beautiful, long-lasting kiss.
Tender and lost in the dark night.
We clung to the depth of a moment like this,
breathless and chasing a new delight.
Until the neighbour's motion sensor light
blasted us both with a stadium spotlight.
little blue aliens abducted me last Wednesday
I was implanted with a foot sensor meant to stay
quickly seen by a doctor in a large x-ray
he decided to remove it last Friday
I did not want surgery, and limped away
the aliens cheered, tracking me to this day
I don’t really mind, said cousin Ray
His brain has never gotten in his way
Cyber means Freedom, Defense, Independence
Guidance, Convergence, Surveillance, Court Sentence
Cyber means Justice, Defense, Intellect
Making sure wrongly doesn’t select
Cyber means this is about Computer
Reckon this sensor connected to shooter?
Words Engineering, Factors, Protect
And the Computer mayn’t be wrecked
Cyber means that Information Technology
Isn’t about wrong human psychology
Cyber means clarity, logic, tranquility
Graceness, Respect, Judging right and humility
Ghosts Are Real But You Are Not
You Are Just A
Bio-Mechanism;
A Complex Sensor
Array, With
Repetitive Event
Synthesis Storage
Media And Goofy
Logic Circuits.
And Your Intelligence?
YOUR Intelligence
Is Wayyyy More
Artificial Than
Anything Imaginable!!!!
You Ain't Even A
Competent
Puppet!
What Else Could
You Be?
Please.
The Little Piece
Of Ghost
In You Only
Matters.
Oh.
AND The Rest Of It.
-Gray Squirrel
06-22-2025
The Echoes
Her voice echoes all the time!
Every single day, the wind blows softly
Echoes the cold rushes abruptly
Self-graves silently for a long ago
Moon asks for some vibrant belong
Nights and nights, weakness invites
Deadly tears cuddle the knives
Lips are shivering with fear of sights
Some haunted thoughts trace the fights
Gradually, the soft wind blows horribly
Beats beat more and more voluntarily
Blackness covers both eyes
Injects black injection of dreadful voice
Stops, the innocent cries fearfully
Sensitivity slices the whole time merely
Cuts that make the awe clip and collide
Sudden blink of an eye, the angel of eager delights
Hover sweetly, you are a ray of twilight
Murmur's innocence and carves for flight
Raising a mist of surprise to rise
Pouring powers, you then realize
You echo the dream with a sensor bind
Dark is dark, so the bright blinks to find
Magic often appears after the awe
Hold on, you must reckon the law.
ENCAUTISTA rivera ensor Johns
thermeable
molten
resin
made malleable
burnished
melting
in
luminous
freeflowing
dimensions
in
pubic patterns
to late you can't skate
you didn't make the team
sorry better luck next time
don't get mad at me
scored high on your
figure eight
but the night is over
put up your skates
too late you can't skate
the parties over
to late you can't skate
grab your skates and go on
we're open in the moring
ah quater to ten
but the night is over
I said with a grin
too late you can't skate
come back tommorrow
go home and practice
work on your form
do some caligentnic
it's to late to skate
the night has ended
to late you can't skate
the night is gone
Inspiring pond and lake monitoring technology.
a sensor to monitor the
freeze and frozen conditions
of ponds lake creeks and
streams.
I saw some politicians and sponsor
And I craved to the scene censor:
Not good to look at like cancer,
Unless dead one’s from-birth sensor
Or one buffoon like TV Spencer…
The sponsor would the stuff bank roll
But should like to dictate, each role:
For all betrayers “Hangman’s pole;
A body blacker than charcoal…
His percentage gives of the whole
To be released with Godly soul:
“From day one work towards the goal;
Out Politics would good cash dole.”
Some aspirants listen, dry-lipped,
Others waiters, who’d just been tipped!
Sensor on a relay, really?
These Brand-New cars,
aren't very easy.
It's like playin Parcheesi,
with old fartin sneezy.
Yeah, these brand-new cars,
sure, aren't very easy.
The echo of a view
Nature is not democratic and doesn’t to the call
for liberal equality that means the rule of the majority
kills the unwanted by massive droughts to stop weeds
being in charge, a landscape of roses is but weeds
strangulating healthy edible plants.
Capitalism
Communism
Nationalism
Socialism
Are residues of the twenty’s century, with big political parties
Are on the wane, politics, as we know, is local, hence decisions
Should reflect this.
We favour a structure of humanity in considerations
The ruler must not lead us into the wilderness of unlimited growth
The end result is an elected dictatorship.
We need an alternative, do away with “left” and “right.”
A schism leading us to new wars; not be afraid to sensor states
That brutally suppresses people, not them.
The time-framed mirror made of me
reflects the pernicious perception of fear,
looking at it I’m mortally scared,
and sink immobile in the state of stasis.
An emotion engulfed by trepidation,
bewildered by the flight of fight option,
gets trapped in irrationality of phobia,
while freeze response shrivels my mind.
The sane sense loses the escape route,
disappears in the miasma of loneliness,
petrified mind meanders in dense darkness,
trying to find the instinctive observer, me.
As that me turns into a fright sensor
in the dark abyss of scary isolation,
my detached soul strives to abandon it
to show the way how to transcend fear.
August 28, 2021
Brian Strand Contest : A Strand (1059)
WAVING AWAY THE MASK
black-winged
blackbird, flew
up the flue, flu season
a season away.
cooing cousins school
about the cruel world doubts,
dreaded days of spin-about,
old games of London Bridge
and Ring-Around the Rosies.
heated cheeks, sensor
defeated - it’s merely summer
plums - plump and hearty
incredibly edible.
savoring the sensation
as my teeth tarry
a wide-mouthed grin - insane
how happy that makes me!
5/19/2021
soul helps remember
the pumpkin's lurid visage
mindset sensor node
“where is the fulcrum of fear or desire
which nuance of love sets our heart afire”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Who is the enjoyer of our pleasure
Which aspect within us, feels suffering
Where resides our ego, as the doer
Hidden is fulcrum of joy uplifting
These questions as old as the universe
Mind, in limited form, has no answer
Spiralling about, singing its own verse
Delusion consuming us like cancer
Let us then ask the genie of the lamp
As to how we may ascertain the truth
At which point does a flowing river camp
Void of breath exchange reveals truth forsooth
Mind body instrument but a sensor
Soul formless, is the experiencer
15-December-2020
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