Needling digits hurt.
A six nicks.
This poem asserts its plenitude, disavowing the potential void
Beneath each character.
“Beneath,” of course, is a figure of speech: there is no depth.
The code
Is not behind, before, above, beneath, or even beside these
Words, yet
No less real from nowhere.
Needling digits hurt.
A sic nicks.
This poem [sic] asserts its plenitude, disavowing the potential
void beneath each character.
“Beneath,” of course, is a metaphor: there is no depth.
The code
is not above, behind, before, beneath, or even beside these
words, yet is is
no less real from nowhere.
Needling digits hurt.
A sic nicks.
This poetry [sic] asserts its plenitude, erasing the potential
void beneath each glyph.
“Beneath,” of course, is a metaphor where there is no depth.
The tags
are not above, behind, before, beneath, or even beside these
words, yet “are” is no less real
from nowhere.
Needling digits hurt.
A sic nicks.
This poetry [sic] asserts its plenitude, erasing the potential
void inside the Unicode.
“Inside,” of course, is a metaphor where there is no extension.
As for the tags,
they’re not above, behind, before, beneath, or even beside this
content, yet “are” is no less real
from nowhere.
Needling digits hurt.
A sic nicks.
This poetry [sic] asserts its plenitude, erasing the potential
void inside the Unicode.
“Inside,” of course, is a metaphor: there is no extension.
As for the tags, they’re not
above, behind, before, beneath, or even beside this
content, yet “’re” is no less real
from nowhere.
Needling digits hurt.
A sic nicks.
This poetry [sic] asserts its plenitude, erasing the potential
void inside the Unicode.
“Inside,” of course, is a metaphor: there is no extension.
As for the tags, they’re not above
before, beneath, or even beside this
content, yet what you see is
real.
Needling digits hurt.
A sic nicks.
This poetry [sic] asserts its plenitude, erasing the potential
void inside the Unicode.
“Inside,” of course, is a metaphor: there is no extension.
As for the tags, they’re not above
before, beneath, or beside these
words, yet what you see
is real.
Needling digits hurt.
A sic nicks.
This poetry [sic] asserts its plenitude, erasing the potential
void inside the Unicode.
“Inside,” of course, is a metaphor: there is no extension.
As for the tags, they’re not above
before, beneath, or beside these
words, yet what you read
reels.
Needling digits hurt.
A sic nicks.
This poetry [sic] asserts its plenitude, erasing the potential
void inside the Unicode.
“Inside,” of course, is a metaphor: there is no extension.
As for the tags, they’re not above
before, beneath, or beside these
words, yet what you read
reels, the unicorn cored.