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"numeralized" poems
I am suffering. ardor diminished look out the window see the same glass, half-empty eyes wander along rolling landscapes seeking out rapidly recovering raw plates of land rather enjoying indulging the habit seeing with memory the neural network patterns of pre-enlightenment what the eyes see, what the ears hear, what the skin feels patterns and relationships isolated phenomena numeralized graphed diachronic It’s a skill so deeply satisfying the eye is drawn to these raw scars human activities natural processes fluid transfer yet core patterns don’t change much from year to year soil washes off slopes into the river of hundreds if not thousands of years; rebuilding taking generations these patterns satisfying and useful cognizant knowledge tempers hands tendency to want to fix read, and tamper with —everything in sight.
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Jan 18, 2014
Jan 18, 2014 at 5:35 PM UTC
Mellow apologies for my lack of physical disposition.