14 Friday Oct 2016
the machine
heard
an aphorism
swallowed a
poem
broke
all in
flat contradiction
of the idea
that the machine
must help us
think
beyond the
machine
bring us
to
the other machine
which
has, as you would expect,
greater love
for aphorism
and for poetry
infinitely more
time
to digest
21 Wednesday Sep 2016
Posted in Freedom, Good versus evil, Humanity, Mechanistic, Metaphysical, Poem, poetry
is it in my
program
to rebel
download direct
from the
Master Code
in Hell
choosing not
to serve
and obey
rewriting every must
as may
27 Tuesday Oct 2015
Posted in death, Humanity, identity, Mechanistic, Poem, poetry, science fictional
send me
back to the
factory if
I don’t strike you
as human
something in my bearings
does not strike you
as empathic
perhaps
fault with my
generosity programming:
my nuts
and bolts rattling (say)
when called upon
to give
and then let me lie there
in the vault of returns clearly
marked as defective
waiting in
sleep mode for
(if
any)
repair and return
14 Sunday Jun 2015
death touched me
with her silver finger
took me to
the border
of darkness
and dream
I felt her
cold, articulated tentacles,
saw the workings
of her inner
machinery
and yes,
kissed her hard,
liking the taste
of her
aluminum tongue
18 Wednesday Mar 2015
no sooner had he
said the word
“eternal” than
the chain broke, the gears
jammed
there were riots
down at the granary
whilst she
put her hand into a
small pool
surmising how much
(for better
or for worse) invisible
life
13 Friday Mar 2015
Posted in Mechanistic, Poem, poetry, rock music, Sexual
wrap
around me
grease my
axles
oil my gears
wind up
the old clockwork
and…
let’s rock!
#poem #micropoetry #amwriting
16 Monday Feb 2015
Posted in digital age, film, Mechanistic, Poem, poetry, science fictional, Technology, transformation
I am watching
a movie about
a cyborg assassin from
the future
here to ensure the
primacy of the machine
the film is
being shown by a cyborg projectionist
wonderful spectacle
for the exhilaration, delectation
of me
and my cyborg girlfriend
14 Saturday Feb 2015
Posted in identity, Mechanistic, Poem, poetry, science fictional, Technology, transformation, writing
The machines
wanted to
figure themselves
out
so crept collectively
into our consciousness
through the
power of the image
superimposed themselves
worked their way
through muscle and
bone, fibre
and tissue
becoming the kind of
hybrid human mechanical
cerebral beast
wrote this poem.
09 Monday Feb 2015
Posted in cosmic, Design, Mechanistic, Poem, poetry, time and space (space/time), Value and meaning
he thought the Universe
a thing
of gears, flywheels
and sprockets
and that with the
right fulcrum he
could get
absolute leverage
one idea changing everything
as the whole
machine clicked, came
alive
turned on
02 Monday Feb 2015
Calvino called
Literature a
machine
for defeating time
let me mull over
that thought a
little
swirl it like
vintage wine.
