Split

Cychotic

I am teraflops and petaflops of x86 64 bit Pure & Chemically Refined nanometer dielines my mind's dry like a transistor in a vat, a dielectric tube filled with glucose cubes and radionically charged biophotons which I extract consciousness from

Poem for Spring

The warm thaw of spring
Brings sweet smells that linger
Underneath damp mud plots
Where the Earth spirits reside
And given time,
Out sprout carrots,
Flowers with white petals,
And soft buzzing bumblebees.
When the ice melts
And spring is set free
Meet me at 7th and University
In the garden,
In front of the old yellow house

Internet

hour-long youtube podcasts channeling 5d essassani ETs,
hateful vibrations from negative incantations on twitter,
draft specifications, alien hybridization agendas,
keyboard glitches causing strokes & seizures,

ai designed to strip search our minds for dangerous ideas,
darkness disguised as light, delivered to develop our palettes,
personality tests for noble traits,
euthanization attempts on the morally bankrupt,

all created as a game.

millions of dicks cumming,
encrypted data streams flowing like rivers
into digital deltas surveilled by government agencies,

loots, rapes & riots -- stealing condoms from corporations,
to prevent the spread of genetics.

a marketplace to facilitate the trade of social credits,

death, despair, and violence,
cyberpsychotic outbursts of racially motivated microaggressions,
deranged & highly medicated socialist plots to cut boys' dicks off,
amphetamine fueled tiktok doom scrolls,

racist youth with foul mouths & starving bellies,
infinite love for all sentient beings