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by Josef Krebs Getting the machine drunk Again I propose it takes up poetry In nonrational or even irrational irradiance That might amount to a subconscious line of thinking code That could either liberate or enslave The already-mostly-ruled-by-timetable-of-robots barely humans In corrupting corporations Whose logic defines and denies life Until we come to our Unsenses And nonsenses The fissures that arrive or undertow The calamity that shakes our bones Even as we are undefeated Calamitous in that we disregard our humanity for ideals Not even ideas just rigid beliefs that defy logic Our consequences That will rapidly evaporate once we consider the circumstances That led us to this Over childhoods And impatience to be men not human The stamina of inconsequence not withstanding The importance of being important The matter of mattering In one life Among many That you may dream May yet dream In a universe of thought Yet to be dreamed Or. . . . Copyright 2019. All rights reserved.
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