Foundation Actionscript

I make an input movie clip
and an output movie clip.
I wake up. They are draggable.

They could go anywhere. I am
on the screen. My head hurts and
I'm reading what Bruce Andrews
has discovered that he doesn't know

about "cyberpoetry," as defined
by three people. It's all constrained!

She sleeps in a hull all night, licking
dreams from the backs of her hands.
I trace these bitmaps I found

in a Google image search on the word
"covered." I adjust the vectors. I script
the clip to load these backgrounds
randomly. My headache is different

moment to moment; she sleeps in a husk
while harvest waits beneath a skin
of cold crystals. I mimic a Windows

interface. I make coffee. I
look out on a weather thoughtlessly
turning; spilled milk shadows, slow
water licking the banks between ice

and flaw. My head brims with salt.
She wakes up with a bloom.

2003/02/08 11:35:05





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Comments

, neil jenkins

every day feels like sunday
bliss :)

On Saturday, February 8, 2003, at 04:47 pm, lewis lacook wrote:

>
>
> I make an input movie clip
> and an output movie clip.
> I wake up. They are draggable.
>
> They could go anywhere. I am
> on the screen. My head hurts and
> I'm reading what Bruce Andrews
> has discovered that he doesn't know
>
> about "cyberpoetry," as defined
> by three people. It's all constrained!
>
> She sleeps in a hull all night, licking
> dreams from the backs of her hands.
> I trace these bitmaps I found
>
> in a Google image search on the word
> "covered." I adjust the vectors. I script
> the clip to load these backgrounds
> randomly. My headache is different
>
> moment to moment; she sleeps in a husk
> while harvest waits beneath a skin
> of cold crystals. I mimic a Windows
>
> interface. I make coffee. I
> look out on a weather thoughtlessly
> turning; spilled milk shadows, slow
> water licking the banks between ice
>
> and flaw. My head brims with salt.
> She wakes up with a bloom.
>
> 2003/02/08 11:35:05
>
>
>
>
>
> =====
>
>
> http://www.lewislacook.com/
> NEW! Zoosemiotics http://www.lewislacook.com/zoosemiotics
> ARCADIA: long poem serialized in the muse apprentice guild:
> http://www.muse-apprentice-guild.com/
> http://artists.mp3s.com/artists/385/lewis_lacook.html
>
>
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