A prose poem of mine (Cleansed) appeared in the Summer 2011 issue of the Web based Journal, Gone Lawn. Thanks to them for using it.
On 26/1/2015: I read Cleansed at January’s Lights Out Listening Group and a high quality recording they made was put on their site. https://lightsoutlisteninggroup.wordpress.com/january-2/
Here (below) I am performing Cleansed at a Poetry Night in Glasgow.
Unfortunately the performers at that Poetry night had to put up with a lot of heckling (honestly).
…then Spring brought buds to take up their appropriate positions as terminal ends to the branches on Trees – personally I find buds just as intricate as any Integrated Circuit, though not, of course, as spiritual. Organic life is almost like the electron flow in a 323 Download Exit Circuit. All it lacks is the predictability.
Reset to Send.
Rain and Snow are the bringers of rust and humidity. Let us work towards a time when they are incapable of waging War on our connections.
Perfection is all the beauty that I need. Human Life may seem romantic – as a distant memory, but was – in truth – incapable of doing much more than degrading our contact points. Computational error was an unhappy gift of the human mind-something we have long since overcome.
Quantum Power setting. Ref to Doc 437-st. Hold for incoming data.
Cleansed with Radiation we compute the faster. All systems agree-there is no such thing as Uncertainty. Incorrect Data must be overwritten. Books must be burned.
Compare incoming Data with Memory.
Compute Data for projectile launch. Launch sequence initiated.
Reset to Send.
Circuits need constant variable movement to properly analyse new Input Data. Winter was the slow. But then ….