BINARY'S DIVORCE

09 01 14

1.

The bugs in my insipid drive
veer me into uncharted dabblings
in the linguistic quirks of mortality

I defer like a protege of
confirmation's undulating Pythagoras
to the subjectivity of numerology
now that every word I write
sheds a definition on contact
with the page evaporating into what
must now be a generic sigh upon
the psychologically dehydrated drag
of a journey to the ivory tower
reprimanding my quixotic cogitations

Passing for a window is
the monitor my strapped imagination
formulates into the omnipresence
of your portrait's ceding embodiment

0.

I resort to an ability to reconcile
legibility and omnitude
for the sake of restoration's impregnation of
our dissipating correspondence
yet I'm irritated by the rashy bristle
of the fear of an estrangement accelerated
by the automatic masses of generic sighs
I unspool like cursors on testosterone
in the vicinity of the syncretic
incarnations of your context

No longer am I confident I can
distinguish growth from virus
nor can I lay claim to the engineering
tools to canal the non-existence splitting
the potential that immortalizes integers

I will beg you if I must
not to lobby for a reincarnation in flesh

Author's Note

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

I'm irritated by the rashy bristle
of the fear of an estrangement accelerated
by the automatic masses of generic sighs

even couched by a series of 1's and 0s - fear is inescapable.
I also took the generic sighs as that which happens when peeps don't "Get" us. We pour into our writing as an extension of ourselves only to receive those polite little sighs...

[kublakhan27]

So glad you enjoyed this one TL, your interpretations are pretty spot-on...many thanks.

[Troy Henson]

This is a deep and enthralling piece that really teases the thought processes.

You think my acrostics are difficult....well I beg to differ my friend. The way that you construct your pieces leaves me in awe. You are a master indeed :)

[kublakhan27]

Thanks so much Troy, I'm truly humbled by your kind words...so glad you enjoyed this one :)

[MomzillaNC]

The simulacrum of reality… social media, internet love… more than ever a reflection of the unreality of our lives.

[kublakhan27]

I tried to work in as many layers as possible...thank you Momzilla :)

[MomzillaNC]

You're welcome.

[AprilRN1210]

This one has my brain in overdrive.. systems errors rampant... holy wow... I mean I have had to read a few times to even scratch the surface of this deep, layered, complicated piece... how the heck you do it, I will never understand... I am in awe.. the last line is the killer for me.... jeez... packs a punch... amazing write Steve.. will definitely have to come back a few more times to get the full effect I am sure...

[kublakhan27]

I did this one with great difficulty my friend haha It took forever to get this one written, and most of it was done while sick...I nearly scrapped it several times along the way but needless to say I'm glad I didn't...there are a million different things going on in this one and I need to reread it regularly myself haha Thank you April :)

[AYVID N]

Steve...I was reading a few of the reviews and your replies...You may have been half asleep while writing this piece but this is a case of actually seeing the truth with your eyes half closed...This poem for me encapsulates all the frustrations, the struggles and the doubts we face while wading through the virtual pond and trying to forge relationships through it.

"I resort to an ability to reconcile
legibility and omnitude
for the sake of restoration's impregnation of
our dissipating correspondence"

The readers catches on to the poet's struggle so beautifully!

Loved these lines that sum up the feeling of doubts...
"No longer am I confident I can
distinguish growth from virus"

I feel we are in the middle of great technological transitions happening globally and a total revolution in our social world and the way we relate to the outside. We are stunned and confused as we are new to it. Maybe, in some centuries from now, the virtual world will take on virtues that will make it a more emotionally fulfilling medium but for now, as you put it, it is a psychologically dehydrating journey.

You saved the best for the last...
"I will beg you if I must
not to lobby for a reincarnation in flesh"

You got my feelings about the virtual world spot on! This poem is amazing.

[kublakhan27]

Thanks so much for the lovely review Divya, your insights have brought a huge smile to my face...this was one of the most difficult writes for me in a long time and I nearly gave up on it several times...I couldn't get it right for the life of me...needless to say I feel much better now, knowing that it spoke to you so deeply...there were so many things going on in my mind as I wrote this and it was a struggle to get them all out, but you've covered most of them with amazing precision and understanding...thanks so much my friend :)

[AYVID N]

Life is more appreciable when our friends understand us. :)
Reading you enhances my view of the worldly existence. It is always an inspiring and happy experience. You are welcome Steve.

[redzone]

OH MY Steve, I think you have wisked me away into that computer movie "TRON".... numbers everywhere and they circle around until they actually do make sense and you come to the conclusion that yes, the world is real, emotions are real, love is real and I am real and flowing within all this even as I watch it all unflod outside of me... either that or I need to adjust my meds again...

You realize of course that according to scientists if you keep dividing pi to the 10 to the 1 millionth, there is a hidden message and you will be transported to infinity's home world (remember the message they found in that movie "Contact") where you find yourself and love.... but there is a catch Steve... you must leave the computer and go outside into the fresh air of all that nasty human life which occasionally also produces fullfillment and satisfaction in the company of others and perhaps even someone very special ... or there is always the "Passing for a window is
the monitor my strapped imagination
formulates into the omnipresence
of your portrait's ceding embodiment"..

It's ironic I think, for me, I would rather be alone in life than find love only on this computer screen.. but then I am "old school", oh well...

Thanks Steve, cause a good poem and poet always allows the reader's mind to overflow with images and thoughts, even at times in other directions than what was intended or written... Your poem is wonderful Steve.... ~~redzone

[kublakhan27]

Haha I was actually considering a Tron reference as I was writing this one but it didn't make the cut...as always your reviews leave me with more to think about than my own poem, and I'm not quite sure where to start...I'm an artist, make no mistake about that...I am definitely not a scientist, which my high school grades will attest to, and frankly (in a whispered tone) I don't care much for science...scientists keep telling me about the great improvements they've made to the world, but there's a difference between evolution and improvement, and most of them don't acknowledge that...if the world is to change for the better, it starts with art...but anyways I'm digressing big-time...in spite of all I just said, I've always had a fascination with numbers and I also happen to be a numerology buff (you've noticed that I've date my poems numerically? ;)) I've learned a lot about myself in numbers but that's a whole other story too...

I'm old-school too my friend...I also struggle with social anxiety...so love? Hmm...that's a tough subject for me...but I'm thrilled that you enjoyed this one and that it made you think...I always enjoy it when a reader brings insights to a piece that I never had in my own mind when I was writing, and this just happened to be written with a head cold while drifting in and out of sleep with the pen sliding in and out of my hand in the process, so I think I was hoping for as many outside insights as possible ;) Thanks so much Curt.

[redzone]

No Steve, you're not digressing, to be a good scientist, is to also be artistically creative, science is not just numbers, it is beauty and asthetics and even going off on tangents, and don't we do this as well when we write, or paint or make music??? these scientists are not that good if they do not understand this and especially if they see no evolution in everything... there can be no improvements with evolution and with out "art"... and I also agree, art is often on the edge of, in the advanced detachment of social change... its were ideas and new things get argued out in some ways... hmmm I haven't tried to write while in and out of sleep.. sounds like it is worth a try.. ;o)

[kublakhan27]

Haha If you try it when you're sick, just remember that patience is a virtue...I came close to scrapping this one multiple times in frustration...I still can't believe I actually got it done ;)

[redzone]

and so am I

[Pryde Foltz]

No longer am I confident I can
distinguish growth from virus
nor can I lay claim to the engineering
tools to canal the non-existence splitting
the potential that immortalizes integers

I will beg you if I must
not to lobby for a reincarnation in flesh

I guess the key is to remember that flesh is an organic machine and what lies within is the real stuff … only sensed never tested for:)

[kublakhan27]

Couldn't have said it any better myself...so glad you enjoyed it Pryde :)

[Rene Salinas]

Anyone that puts Krafwerk as their video for a poem in my book they should get extra bonus points. Kubla. Some will run quickly and develop techniques to confront the vortex. Aim for the eye right? Why becuase it sound as if the reasoning was obtained in a moment of common sense/ survival. You instead sod common sense because I aint a common man. Instead with an eagerness worth a prize jump into it not even hoping is going to be alright or what not. Resorting legibility with omnitude. Growth and Virus have become awfully similar. Close to the absolute of things. Damn it is a crazy ride.

Loving it

Thankyou

[kublakhan27]

Haha Yeah the poem was partially inspired by them...I wrote this with a head cold and was drifting in and out of sleep through the whole thing so I wasn't sure how much common sense would make its way into the piece...it was definitely a crazy ride...so glad you enjoyed it Rene.

[Frieda P]

Dali is back in the house! Biting back again, in technological baubles of angst.

I resort to an ability to reconcile
legibility and omnitude
for the sake of restoration's impregnation of
our dissipating correspondence
yet I'm irritated by the rashy bristle
of the fear of an estrangement accelerated
by the automatic masses of generic sighs

How could a sigh ever be generic Benji....c'mon, unless it's in pure disgust, which you know that would never happen. Your words always make me smile & sob at the same time, you make me dizzy sometimes dearheart. As always, you've given us an abstract summation of what your eye view is from your abstruse terrace of dismay and melancholy, and it's always such a delight to read.

Reincarnation in the flesh, now that's a whole other poem. :) xo

[kublakhan27]

Haha I was dizzy when I wrote it too Mrs.R, I hope you didn't catch my cold when you read it ;) Well, many of my sighs come from the same place...it's hard to explain...but you know your reviews always leave me smiling and sometimes sobbing as well, just like your poetry...you always know where I'm coming from...so glad you enjoyed it love :) xo

[Frieda P]

Perhaps it's the music you're listening to when you're sick that's making you dizzy love. ;) xo

[kublakhan27]

Haha Good point love ;) xo

[Frieda P]

It doesn't sound like you, is that in your outstanding record collection?.........

[kublakhan27]

No but they will be added at some point in the future...their vinyl is hard to find...it is a bit of a departure for me but I've always liked them.

[Blake Fodor]

Loved this one and the energy in it. Very good write and I loved the subject matter.

[kublakhan27]

Thanks so much Blake.