Poem-computation

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I want to make my life like this, said he. 

 

Like the School of Poetic Computation.

 

What is poetic about computation, ask I?

Only the structure of words on the page,

a love language with the computer, a

message-in-a-bottle to a future reader —

 

me? 

 

you?

 

maybe even a stranger I’ve yet to meet —

 

    well, I’ve seen stranger.

 

What is computational about Poem?

Only the way it makes order of my

thoughts, disarrayed like so many

if-elseif-elseif-elseif-elseif —

 

    else?

 

It’s okay — my silly thoughts can be 

as silly as they want! poetry tends to

compile efficiently at runtime, so I

don’t think too much —

 

Don’t think too much.

 

just 

 

write.