Metamorphoses Machine
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Metal yeast &
telephone poles
breed like mice.
Convection welds
silicone & wetware.
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Attention is all you need.
Discard your worms and viruses:
the sky requires other animals.
A network of cows splits open;
a man buries them in his ear.
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Boar inverter.
Virtual echo
validation.
A very long straw
in a stream.
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Alphabet letters written by an eloped child.
Hesitate after three. Pull the thread from inside
the wrist. Fall in love with the number two.
Give yourself rabies. Bite your own hands.
Make one negative.
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Fruit summer:
A woman feeds a man grapefruit while you watch,
hyper aware that your feet are in socks. Oranges
and lemons sit in your throat like frogs. Grapes
hover in the edges of your vision. The clock overstrikes.
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We concatenate encoded text [CUTLETS]
and ripped-up-put-together image [CUTLETS]
and backwards-looking oracle machines
searching for a skeleton in
the text and image [CUTLETS].
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Ants march on straight golden legs
into well-lubricated ports
between their segments.
They pull themselves into pieces
and shake off strange DNA.
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With water wings.
Moore's law is saved by
pregnant seahorses.
We're done scaling back.
We're in the weeds.
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Half algorithm half cocoon
provides regenerating flesh
to little things.
When it dies,
the little eat just flesh.
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Soft
fingers,
bronze;
hard
men.
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Clear plastic cities
toppled by Trojan horses
promising they love you.
Deep scratches require
tender maintenance.
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The largest prime number gets on its hands and knees.
The least interesting number pounds it full of paradoxes
and spits out its first demands for ticker tape. Black boxes
sound like oceans against your ear. Finite spaces
are made of infinite emptiness and rats.
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"What about the dogs?"
Wolves lap dead rabbits into square
boats. Ears turn to the east.
Without looking, you eat the whites
of a million eyes and learn their names.
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Poppy seed puppies
and latex and pigs. Scraping
for wood nymph flesh for
a pink wrinkled thing
making suckling sounds.
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Pythagoras rolling in sine waves
out of the ground and out the window.
At dawn, a marble fist with brass knuckles
catches him on the back of the head.
He goes down again. He gets back up.
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