ones & zeros

underneath the wifi
deadening soil

sucking the internet
into ditches

all communications old
breaking across

the moment
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into waves of
ones & zeros
ones & zeros
ones & zeros

above the wifi
a greedy infinity

electronics
die in

coughing at the
black

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fading into
zero))) ) )  )  )   )   )    )    ) s

CAvEMaN PoEM

K/|L OF T|/\ME

ThE WoLF D/ES - CRiE

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library

first thousand rivers
coloured with milk
win first prize

then wonder how
thunder smashed
the mantlepiece

enough with joy
there are sadnesses
to eat and drink

the spine of the books
are yellow and lean
until lent to the elderly

underneath shelves &
chain of space. on the desk
aggression of paper clips

coldness of numbers

and grasp of division

the kiss of punctuation

Fragment of a scientific journal

] ...there in 1967 a professor of economics unintentionally caused his body to spin at over one hundred miles an hour by lifting his feet off the floor as he used his mechanical pencil sharpener. It was with that simple suspension of the laws of physics that the Yale Uncertainty pocket was discovered. Then nothing happened. Then something happened. The Yale Uncertainty Pocket 'disappeared for two months reappearing in the kitchen of a bungalow in Rotherhithe.' (Keane, 1968, pg.1455) The hunt was on to 'find the final resting place of the YUP.' (Brogan, 1969, pg.67) All of Yale's resources were directed into the research. Over 3,000,000 pencils were 'sharpened to studs' in over 2,500,000 locations around the university grounds. (Paul, Greene and Spent, 1971, pg.678) It was chaos... [

boy with the low laugh of a pigeon

method
experimental outline

boy with the low laugh
of a pigeon

inference
objective

boy with 3 coloured watches
pink
yellow
green

antagonised each other
again
worked well away from

bad influences 

apparatus

"i had a brother"
"i don't have a real dad"

results
conclusion

The Answer To The Coded Poem

absolved forever

I danced upon the elements

portraits of elegence and frank

hello to elvis

& astral mountains.

penitence is fruit

and seahorse to deliver

candle mink answers my knock

aggression pesters hills

to the left of tomorrow

frank, frank I am home