Ugly,
Writhing utter there's
encased not ensconced
inhalation absolving sanity for its detriment
but eddies
utilizing void's crafty numb feeling
a
angry corpse
does care asks what? i seep
seemly of Ockam
lust grain matte
emptiness hate this poem
Janco vortex grave spastic whether at us
negative
Dont look for A hiDden messAge
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Hi Azathoth
This sounds like it was constructed by randomly selecting words and sticking them together. (or are you trying to emulate Vogon poetry?)
Cam
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This sounds like it was constructed by randomly selecting words and sticking them together. (or are you trying to emulate Vogon poetry?)
Cam
ps apologies for the site being unavailable today. Apparently a DoS attack on the level 3 bandwidth occurred (whatever that means)
The instruction is not to look for a hidden meaning, but the poem taken as a whole has a feeling, a mood to it - not a pleasant one I have to say. The words seem to fit together, not grammatically, but within that mood. I don't understand what's going on but I would certainly like to know.
I was going to guess magnetic poetry...
Caleb
Caleb
"Don't treat your common sense like an umbrella. When you come into a room to philosophize, don't leave it outside, but bring it in with you." Wittgenstein
Abusing art or mocking art criticism? Either way, reminds me of the second graders lauded for their abstract artwork, and winning lots of money in art contests as they put grown men, "masters of the craft," to shame.
"Don't treat your common sense like an umbrella. When you come into a room to philosophize, don't leave it outside, but bring it in with you." Wittgenstein