Machine Addictions

in the middle of essential and inevitable tasks
restless inner conscience wakens and asks
stuck again today to the computer are we now
please remind me this state we reached how

oh we had bills to pay student loans to repay
once we got hooked t’was easy to be carried away
just a matter of time before inevitable voices query
this is my machine that I want to marry

I spend more time with him/her as it is
the Machinery is devoted with focused loyalties
meanwhile the non machine world goes round
strives forth on things less profound

as we stroke the keys and click the mouse
machine addictions will only add to human grouse

 

Is Random Poetry Click Fraud?

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Is poetry when randomized

Tweaked, meta tagged , search engine optimized

Violative of unseen terms and conditional clauses

Is random poetry or aggregated prose farmed for click fraud uses

I dont know, you tell me, says the blog boy,

Tapping away at the keyboard like a shiny new toy,

Geeks unfortunately too often are men too many,

Forgive the generalization, but the tech world is yet to be equalized.

If a New York Hot Dog  is a slice of heaven at four bucks a piece

Then why is prose and poetry at five bucks an hour considered waste

Ah I see, you have grown old and cynical,

Of the numerous stupid internet capers and cyber ways

The clicking finger clicks on

swiftly but mostly delightfully virally moves on

While people collect its trails and

ponder its aggregated merry ways

All people are equal but all links are not,

Thus overturning two centuries of psychology had you been better taught,

But you chose to drop out of school, and create that search engine so big

It is now a fraud catchers head ache that millions try to search engine optimize and rig

Once again, people are different, in so many ways so prettier

Links are the same hyper linked code number five or earlier

People think like artificial artificial (thus natural) neural nets

Biochemically enhanced Harmonically possessed.

rather than  analyze forensically and quite creepily

where people have been

Gentic Algorithms need some chaos

To see what till now hasnt been seen.

Again this was a random poem,

inspired by a random link that someone clicked

To get here, on a carbon burning cyber machine,

Having digested poem, moves on, unheard , unseen.

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(Inspired by the Hyper Link at http://goo.gl/a8ijW )

 

Delay Deny Obfuscate

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delay deny obfuscate
remember all the promises you break
and all the love you fake
aint no piece of cake 

even though the oaths you take
became lines in sand that you stake
cleaning the leaves of time you rake
much depends on the choices you make

going on anon till this rhythm i must break
sometimes you know when it is too much to take
mourning now in your personal life’s wake
you earned this trip to the melancholy lake

how much more how long till you break
down and confess your appearances are fake
you never anyone except your ego to partake
on your thirst for glory to slake

delay deny obfuscate
delude spin and permeate
love is good and addictive but so is hate
much depends on what all you rate

fear uncertainty doubt and cloud
are your companions most profound
is it just today or were

you always this loud

 

Delay Deny Obfuscate

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delay deny obfuscate
remember all the promises you break
and all the love you fake
aint no piece of cake

even though the oaths you take
became lines in sand that you stake
cleaning the leaves of time you rake
much depends on the choices you make

going on anon till this rhythm i must break
sometimes you know when it is too much to take
mourning now in your personal life’s wake
you earned this trip to the melancholy lake

how much more how long till you break
down and confess your appearances are fake
you never anyone except your ego to partake
on your thirst for glory to slake

delay deny obfuscate
delude spin and permeate
love is good and addictive but so is hate
much depends on what all you rate

fear uncertainty doubt and cloud
are your companions most profound
is it just today or were

you always this loud