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- Linear Bounded Automata
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Click hereSome Problems of Linear Bounded Automata
Father's Day, 2009
It wasn't close this time, thank God. Just pain,
though pain is bad enough. Some heparin
to thin his blood, some nitro so his breath
was eased. Pop in a couple stents—one vein,
one artery—then send him home again,
an old machine, whose parts are working less
and less well all the time, their warranty
now long expired. I welcomed him
back, anyway. It's how we live with Flesh.
And yet, my own machine cannot conceive
that death.
Survivor Poetry Contest
Form C (Curtal Sonnet)
- COMMENTS
EroticOrogenyalmost 15 years agoNice image and gets one to thinking about our lives and mortaility
UnderYourSpellalmost 15 years agoYou are undoubtably the top poet here when it comes to forms and I have learnt a lot from you. Thankyou for your time and patience
