Algorithm Poetry

Algorithm poetry,

uncovering the novelty.

Driving thruogh concrete columns, flashed by a sudden burst of light.

Who not we, when I who not?

Who not we, when I who not?

Algorithm poetry,

uncovering the novelty,

Algorithm poetry,

uncovering the novelty,

I am doing time in a disposable body.

Heaven is a place in your head.

Doing time.

Doing time.

Time.

Doing time.