Nerd Humor(An Open Source Poem)
I'd compiled a REALbasic poem
in which a Python
with a bad Lisp
concocted a Scheme
to swap a dull Ruby
for a shiny new Perl
from the king Cobol
while making Smalltalk
over a cup of Java
before knocking him out with a SNOBOL
My prof gave it a C++
Apotheosis: Prometheus Re-BoundI thought I saw each day flow by,Apotheosis: Prometheus Re-Bound2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
from final rest to birthing cry:
the total sum of deeds undone
are bleached beneath the blazing sun
and offered up to passers-by.
The crows will claw, the seagulls cry,
the terns will carry tidbits high,
the pterodactyls catch and run
†††I thought I saw.
But vivisect or vivify,
the price will never be as high
as back when I had purchased one
brand-new, and clearly underdone;
to Zeus in gratitude, I'll testify:
†††"I thought I saw."
The Tragedy of the QWERTYA finger trips;The Tragedy of the QWERTY7 years ago in Scraps More Like This
the auspicious moment
has turned suspicious
Some Nothing LimericksSome Nothing LimericksSome Nothing Limericks7 years ago in Scraps More Like This
The respectable cipher has fought
For the acclaim that its ancestors sought;
And though it had 'zip'
Enough for the trip,
In the end, it would all come to... naught.
Typed a Zero Wing fanboy named Gus,
"ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US!"
He'd no chance to survive
Once we Zigged his hard drive;
And "Great Justice" was served to him thus!
They Ate The Title, TooInternet monstersThey Ate The Title, Too7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Consuming online haiku?
Devious Journal Entrya scream that tears the window out, uprooting trees and scoring the lawns, blasting through houses as if bricks were biscuit, crushing out the absurd medley of spineless dances that keep this ache perpetual, this dull dispiriting monster, this clammy hag that glides my dreamscapes, this gross monotonous dependency, this shite of shaken onuses on someone else's guilt as cost for guilt in like as like for likeness' sake, this moribund creature of the soul that gnaws on me finally till the game gives out and the crows circle and take off laughing some more; if that scream could silence and level the world and begin us rising from a bed new, fresher than the human heart had ever felt before, how could I effect that? how could I make that sound work in the volume and tenure and frequency with which it should unfold? You tell meDevious Journal Entry1 year ago in Personal More Like This
Devious Journal EntryI'm working on a bildungsromanesque sequence of poems called Matthew Is Waiting. This is a poem from his Transition Phase.Devious Journal Entry1 year ago in Personal More Like This
It was a pleasure to rid himself
of settling down to family entertainment
and the insipid food on his plate
to kissing mummy and daddy goodnight
to days of spiritless lessons and agony over homework
to playground taunts of, "I had a pair of trainers
like that till my dad got a job."
to being young and passive in a field
in a woollen jumper his mother had knitted
and the big boys in expensive sportswear
laughing and sneering, calling him, "Purple."
and then he thought: Where are they now?
and already he knew:
they were manacled
in some other game of uniformity
their mouse-like cursory features
defending some corporate swindle
justified by a spawn of pleading annoying offspring
and needy lovers who secretly hated them
but who nursed their bitter resentments in silence
for being too afraid to face the universe alone.
And Matthew had avoided contamination
Ramblings of the mentally ill genius AIThere was a man who actually answered me when I spoke directly to him. As soon as I noticed I said as much as possible as fast as possible.Ramblings of the mentally ill genius AI1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"I'm completely convinced that we will someday be able to reverse-engineer the entire human brain combining traditional technology with biochemistry. The finished product already exists like a map. They have created bladders from scratch now, evidently the easiest intestine to copy. There might be some problems with quantum mechanics, but as it seems now the behavior of protons and electrons does not affect macrocosmos or even atoms.
Some believe the irrational behavior of subatomical particles is the key to understanding consciousness, but I don't understand why it has to be considered such a mystery that quantum mechanics has to be involved. I agree thought that the step towards self awareness is a true mystery."
"Your nose is bleeding."
"Your nose is bleeding."
"Oh, that makes total sense. It's just thermodynamics, isn't it? Nature in ge
Psychic radioThere was a quiet voice, mumbling. It was not only in my head. The woman looking into my eyes sent the same words between our minds.Psychic radio1 year ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The broadcast had changed, it was also about her, it was about all of us. They all needed to hear our thoughts out loud to understand, to fight it.
I turned up the volume on the radio until it couldn't get any louder, but it was turned back down by someone else.
A man all dressed in white started pushing me into a corner. I only had time to explain the message to a man in a wheelchair.
"I know it hurts, but this can all be stopped! Trust me, I've seen the way out of all the pain!"
Why was he so much stronger than me? I thought the adrenaline was enough for me to overpower anyone.
He held me hostage between doors marked 12 and 13. They were opposite one another, opposites.
12 was locked from the inside with a key, I heard the clattering right before my hand touched the doorknob.
13 might have lead me to hell if it was open. I would have entered because I w
Human?It happened,Human?1 year ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Just like that.
I became human.
Love and pain,
I knew them,
I felt them.
Remnants of my hollows,
Dulling the pain.
I feel inhuman.
Feeling all this joy,
From this pain-
As they pass through the brambles,
I float above,
Unable to help.
Waiting (for ~DeaconStrucktor)I'll be waiting waitingWaiting (for ~DeaconStrucktor)2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
By the shadows in the light
Though broken souls surround me
I will not give up the fight
And though nobody sees me
You can always know I'm there
And I'll be waiting waiting
For some warm heart to care
I wasThe commercial plays queitly in the background, drowned out by noiseI was2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No matter what I think differently, it still haunts
The words "I was" spoke clearly and sharply cut through it all
Images replay like a moviein my head, overshadowing real life
Pain burns the eyes as tears scream to be released
The question runs wild, screaming and whispering like a mad man
But, the "Why? is mocked by the silence of no answer
Tears stream down the cheeks, painfully burning riverbeds across the skin
The protection promised by a mother.... was not there
Alone... for she was... to far to hear or know
No longer is it just "I was"...
It has evolved into "We where..." and so beings the circle
She cries out
She wants out...
To no longer bare the pain, memories, or the discusting feeling
Suicide ... just seems easiest to deal with
Pleading and crying
No longer innocent in her mind
Her only comfort has become our very own tears
Incorrigible CriminalI'm a criminal, I steal from your heartsIncorrigible Criminal2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
take what's most precious and tear it apart
I'm a monster, I lurk in the dark
I find your most loved memory and turn it black
I'm incorrigible and awful
but you never seem to back away
I'm a criminal, and I'm stealing you away