PLUMB

PLUMB

pull
out a plum!

do you
get my gist?

do i have
you plumb

or have
left you numb

here: take these sticks
pick do the I Ching
make into
     fire undee
mountsim

lake
    under Heaven

moving
      flowing lines

Yin
    Yang

Yang
     Yom

derive a
divine spark

much
rib together

then twill see
how deep
we can go
above
         below

will measure

will measure

             pull
out a plum

be my pleasire

CODE LETTER

CODE LETTER

You would not know it
I never would have guessed it

but I am.already information
overload

am millions of reams of
1s and Os
all my dualities rendered
binary, stored in
huge treasure troves of
on-off thinking
harvested by machines
whose very existence is
premised
on how
they can get me
to vote

what they
can get
me to eat

and you, oh lightning fast
magnificently electronically
minded
specimen that cannot
(you say and
say
and say again)
cannot
get enough of me

having been through
every sexual permutation
(by
funky rhythm and
algorithm
full tecnicolour word-
fest simulation)

every twist of my code
and nook and cranny
down
to last
subatomic particle

totallind all the bytes and bits
(adding subtracting multi-
plying and such
long-
dividing)

rewiring my brain almost
apocalyptically