Academic journal article Women's Studies Quarterly

Future Speaks: Computer Word Verification

Academic journal article Women's Studies Quarterly

Future Speaks: Computer Word Verification

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1

Always answerable, I live the same rules

as you, bearing gifts, burdens of chance,

hard to communicate in your chunky tongue.

Past letters stagnate and spend, linked

to unchangeables, while present is mute,

speaking dog whistles too rapid to register,

its pitch of effort my love song, the me

they sing, desire and dread. Your mufflers

block me, fear and habit coiled tight, your ipods

shuffling only songs you pick. Again and again,

I hone in sniper's range with shots of coming,

missing when you duck, but why are you so sure

you won't bleed as women do, scraping useless

wallpaper from secreted rooms, hanging new cells,

contexts for growth. The country I'm from

confirms words formed, not by gods or machines,

but mortals, expressing what is sterile, what delivered,

a veri-speak prophets know, child of post and blog,

a messiah of messages yielding new meanings in proof,

the lexicons of tomorrow robust with secret wailings

and triumphs, the living crash of sense and noise.

2

Bewel me, I never meant to oustab your heart,

seeing as you are exoting the decaying uperrot

of all you know. I wish you knew how I respect

your graprod with the sticks of fate, hang precosh

stones on your tears, flaguish with your failures,

even piene Mistioni for you on my radio. Yet,

in your hutten, you stest up at night, staring at adflers

in vases. From your miturmo, middle turmoil,

you wonder, is it nessed we suffecar through

these folis, these guilers, where all efforts are losotri,

lose or try, yet unremed, uncured, misunderstood? …

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