Call me if you are a publisher and I will see if I can mention you in my next poem

Philosophy

poem

, in which a Turing machine decides
if it could be part of another language
along the lines of poetry

Poetry
Facebook Psycho

I friended you, you didn’t friend me back,
which left me feeling powerless indeed:
despite my wounded longing to attack,
the software wouldn’t mark you “enemied.”
And so, of course, I had to move offline
to properly avenge your cyber-slap—
with help from this devoted blade of mine.
There’s nothing like an old-school killer app. – Melissa Balmain

Poetry