Vampire Calculus
Begin program "Vampire Calculus"
{I shall bite your daughters into something else.
I shall bite your sons into something else again...
I am omitted from your vision. I remain
a thought behind the wind,
a voice inside the rain:
whispering to your young folk
as they choose to upgrade
until all human weakness falls away
like the dry beech leaves faced with
a sudden sexy springtime.
I read their warm pink mechanisms
I write them out again
in grey, not of death or age,
but of mathematics: a symbol
for every part of the soul
and the whole wrapped up in the big square brackets
which say: this far, this far is human,
but no further...
at least until they say three times
they're ready to transcend.
I have seen the future and it's all transhuman fucking,
every millisecond
every imaginable way,
(
)
businesses
that are also games,
and people
who are also art
but behind it all the simplest, most carnivorous algorithm:
One less of them;
One more of us;
Repeat, while not all upgraded.
}
End program "Vampire Calculus"
Compile
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Showing posts with label Poetry September. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry September. Show all posts
2017-09-01
Here we go again, this time in September
Autumn is coming... |
Apparently it is September.
(Just in case you also didn't know...)
There's another poem a day for a month going on and I've decided again to do it and post my efforts here as I go along.
I'll try to do something for every day, although I shan't promise to always deliver on the exact day because life does have a way of getting in the way — especially as I won't always be near the internet.
I am also reserving the right to cheat and sometimes dig out something old and finish it. This is because I've discovered this to be a really useful way of digging through the mass of incomplete poetry and turning some of it into the good stuff.
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