October 16, 2012

Android Apocalypse #Poetry

Wise little bytes.
Flank knowledge,
throwing themselves into data.
Sinking away.

Flames of ingenuity stretch,
The grip of sentience, breathing,
holding reality hostage.

This poem came about as just a random bit of writing to pass the time. I gathered 20 words from the dictionary and assigned them each a number. Using random.org I selected 10 random numbers from the list. The words chosen are in bold.