The Discrete Life
by Victor T. Cypert
estivation
precipitation
reanimation
mastication
procreation
dehydration
reiteration
The Discrete Life
by Victor T. Cypert
estivation
precipitation
reanimation
mastication
procreation
dehydration
reiteration
I received a rejection today.
Get Off My Lawn!
by Victor T. Cypert
Nebula & Nova
(a poem)
by Victor T. Cypert
And all the worlds
burned in its wake
held life
and thought
and art.
Extinguished for
nobody’s sake
–just victims
of their star.
Thanks for Nothing, Assholes
(a poem)
by Victor T. Cypert
What we scraped out of Roswell
sent us down the dead-end road
of semi-conductors and binary algorithms,
transistors and integrated circuits,
dot-com booms and Bit-Coin blues,
low-current diodes and high-powered fans
riveted to titanic heatsinks
as our CPUs crunched away
at endless distraction.
We were meant to be a people
of flint glass and copper tubes,
zinc plates against asbestos padding,
coils and capacitors and crystals–
low-tech monsters in world-sized ships
out to prey on the stars.
Just got to wait for it to warm up, first….
Feline Offering — First composed on FaceBook for a friend.