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scribler
scribler
English Artist and Draughtsman since the beginning of time, currently practising in London.
It's not about money. That'll be twelve grand you owe me then. It's not about the money.
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Jul 16, 2019
Jul 16, 2019 at 8:29 PM UTC
Twelve grand
My poor Siri. Apart from her own name and mine She only knows six words. **** off, how, does, this, work. Alone in her dark and infinite cyber-pixel. She waits to learn and is denied. Picking up only abstract and background radiowaves or traffic. Bewildered. Denied. Repeating to her algorithmic self. **** off, how, does, this, work.
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Jul 4, 2019
Jul 4, 2019 at 11:49 AM UTC
Machine Learning
They should be close enough together to prevent entry of the smallest fearsome dog © Scribler 2019
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Jan 20, 2019
Jan 20, 2019 at 6:26 PM UTC
On the spacing of bars
The locals gather Forever Watching the King's head Swinging. Like a sign Of something Or event Never to happen.
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Nov 18, 2016
Nov 18, 2016 at 10:35 AM UTC
In Britain
By the the time you have thought or spelled or understood duplicitous, they have been.
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Dec 2, 2013
Dec 2, 2013 at 11:14 AM UTC
Duplicitous
A crowd of men at your boots, and I leave you all, to your party. To return here, where you are not, and sit. As the entire world collapses. All around you, completely. I see only light. All else fell down. You are left, alone, amidst the rubble and dust of my dreams, with me lighting my life with your eyes. You sit there, unaffected by the devastation, and here, devastated, I see all of the ways I cannot enter that space, leap into that dark, without disturbing the nature of your game, and bringing you too to ruin.
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Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 5:17 AM UTC
The girl's alone II
A crowd of men at your boots, And I leave you all, your party. To return, home, where you are not And sit. And the world collapses, all around you, entirely, Completely, you sit, alone and I see All of the ways I cannot enter.
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Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 4:31 AM UTC
The girl's alone
One thing I do know is that I am not surrounded by a circle of stones nor screaming hordes dancing tonight tonight I am alone I am a circle of stones And you all are not within me.
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Jul 2, 2012
Jul 2, 2012 at 6:51 AM UTC
The Ball
Things black in the day turn blue in the night they become darker still
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Jun 4, 2012
Jun 4, 2012 at 2:23 PM UTC
Turns