Written by Arthur Browne and HastyWords I gazed into her fourteen eyes, not one of them identical And wished that I could stroke her face with the tip of my twelfth tentacle The mucous dripping from her snouts, it glistened so seductively And I felt my longing stir, to get to know her… reproductively Multicolored…
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Sit right down and crack open a beer Here’s a little poem about the final frontier There’s a universe out there for us to explore This poem is boldly going where no poem has gone before Whether we start from the start Or continue from the end It…
By CharlieZero1 and Hastywords Thank you CharlieZero1 for introducing me to Cyberpunk Poetry! X-shadows shave the apes teeth – errors pick at the floppy-disk coda Replication at high speed – faulty duality mixed in random sequence Cyberlimbs chewing on Dj Lucifer – Ancient programming licks module white-ware Freakazoid wiring consuming injection molded plastic – scorching…
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