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Click hereIzzie’s Isis suspends starry eyes
transfixed to cathode strangers,
digital screaming in soap opera sex
like a gypsy moth cocooning its web.
She lays eggs in terminal baskets.
Oxegene , her pod cloned casket.
She’s a vampire sucking languages of love,
in orgasmic flashes of high voltage blood.
Could the rainbow ever love her now?
Her kaleidoscopic wings ported to
retrograde rituals of appleseed strings
and hybrid codes engorging
perl programs bleeding voltage to vein.
I like the teckie stuff and the feel.
I also think its a sexy lil pen. I can feel it, a lil funny too. I think you put a lil of everything in this one my friend. I like it ~!!!
More Plaese~
an extension of you literary vocabulary swirled with visions and emotions brewed a nice wrote <grin
Blue this is a web of mind twisting reality. I on the other hand feel that the use of organic and inorganic add strength to the message of the poem. It speaks of a bigger picture.. a scaled version of the war of technology and nature....just my view good work
du lac~
technicalities
and definitions
mean less to me
than the way words
make me feel.
and this one
does.
i love the way it feels.
great job.
Blue, as a suggestion, google up both Anglo-Saxon and (real) Welsh poetry.
I would be careful of mixing organic with inorganic, has a tendency not to mix well.