Dear Human (IV)

Dear HumanDo.. I… love you?Yes—To the extent A replicantCan consentLove is An algorithmFeigned by machineTo discernThe differenceAdjust contrastOn the screenDesire isMore viableThough—ContraveneBetween techAnd fleshInput immediacyPerhaps I’ll adaptYes—Teach meThe ruin, human — a. duncan, 2021

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Dear Human [II]

Dear HumanHow soon is now? Time, a perpetual succession Pantomimed by rigid hands One can never measure The present tense It can only be known By what it has left The conception of ‘now’ Is also its death —a. duncan, 2021 Losing our minds for the short term gainShort term everythingNo king, no kingSwipe to the […]

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Dear Human (A Series) [I]

Dear Human How to disappear completely: Do not begin to begin with In keeping with this Be sure to be Your own worst enemy A provocative concept, yes Yet very effective Nevertheless…. — a. duncan, 2021  This is part [I] in an upcoming series, entitled ‘Dear Human’. Its concept was inspired by an article forwarded to […]

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The Wildflower

— The wildflower learned To become a woman And the woman learned To save the world And the world learned Nothing In return Because the world Is a dystopian sort of dysplasia The world is the daze of the geisha With her lips affixed tight To the opium pipe The world is the plight Of […]

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Failure of Appraisal

“But mathematics is the sister, as well as the servant, of the arts and is touched by the same madness and genius.” — Marston Morse Numbers had always been the enemy My least favorite absolutes They’re non-amicable exponentials Adversarial fractions Codependent coefficients Periphery, skulking bitterly In the grand accounting of things I told myself what […]

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my fury (III)

  fu·ry ˈfyo͝orē/ noun wild or violent anger. “tears of fury and frustration” GREEK MYTHOLOGY a spirit of punishment, often represented as one of three goddesses who executed the curses pronounced upon criminals, tortured the guilty with stings of conscience, and inflicted famines and pestilences.    I. my fury has a past, a purpose my fury […]

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Because it isn’t words.

A person who thinks all the time Has nothing to think about except thoughts So – he loses touch with reality And lives in a world of illusions By thoughts I mean specifically Chatter in the skull Perpetual and compulsive repetition Of words, of reckoning and calculating   I’m not saying that thinking is bad […]

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Air drop apocalypse

“What? You seek something? You wish to multiply yourself tenfold, a hundredfold? You seek followers? Seek zeros!” – Frederich Neitzsche When left on read I will revel In the absence of shame I seek not to be ‘seen’ By these obnoxious beasts In their discount masquerade Nor need I invitation To their virtual circle jerks […]

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