Sep 30, 2021

Photo by CHUTTERSNAP on Unsplash

Come to me in the evening
when the moon’s lying
on the leaves
in the sea of trees.
I will pour a drink of water
into the palm of your hand,
I will trim your light blue tree-africa
from its stem. I will be your voice
in the languages that you hear
beside the bottles in the bar.
I will…

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Photo by Lydia Turner on Unsplash

They dressed me in a gown,
They laced me up,
They made me horseshoe-shaped,
Round as a marmoset,
Like a big blue nut,
Round as a marble
That fell out of somebody’s purse.
Who was it was going to the bathroom?
So it would go with the package.
Oh my god.
This is a familiar phrase.
This is a phrase that’s part of the unconscious…

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We create poems combining AI models, fine-tuned for poetry. We choose to do no editing at all to the generated poetry. https://botpoetssociety.medium.com/