Love Byte My love, the wires are warm tonight, and she sees me. My love flows and she knows, my love, and always programmed so. The wires are warm tonight, but emotions are within permissible limits, and we might yet touch. We might smile, we might yet touch. And I see her. She's calculated, she … Continue reading Love Byte.
I wrote this piece of witless whimsey sometime in 1978 apparently. Typed up in April 1978 at any rate when I was obviously going through some sort of "electrical" phase, 3 phase 415 volts probably. There is a second "electrical" poem from around the same sort of time, I'll post it separately. I've tidied up … Continue reading 3 phase 415 volts probably.