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Corporate Compost

 corporate compost i = 0; while (i < ["ignorance"*∞]) { echo "    out of the black portal      through the port hole        around and around the bends      on its way from end to beginning    through earth's glorious core      a product forged by fire        and filth and dark energy      a phoenix of flaming refuse    reborn and relaunched      out again into the earth        and in through a window      and — via osmosis — into an inspireable host    who devours its delicacy      who processes its squalor into acrid, audible taps        into bits and then bytes and words and then a file

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11 deviations
Literature

Corporate Compost

 corporate compost i = 0; while (i < ["ignorance"*∞]) { echo "    out of the black portal      through the port hole        around and around the bends      on its way from end to beginning    through earth's glorious core      a product forged by fire        and filth and dark energy      a phoenix of flaming refuse    reborn and relaunched      out again into the earth        and in through a window      and — via osmosis — into an inspireable host    who devours its delicacy      who processes its squalor into acrid, audible taps        into bits and then bytes and words and then a file

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Literature

Geneva

I am not at home And the process is broken    herded through gates    and stripped and searched and pushed through a funnel To wait and wait and then    into a tunnel and a flying silo 35k in the air and 500 an hour Disintegrating into space, particle by burning particle    and I still can't get to where I want to be Hurtling over nothing through nothing to nothing    an endless arc in the darkness    to arrive alone in the midst of peaceful chaos I don't speak the language of these sweet, brutal ancients    it seems impossible to communicate        to connect    but we find a way It's a long, long way home The streets are old and

Poetry

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