God is a machine (letter to God vii villanelle)

The violent sexuality of the poem's second half is shocking without ever being vulgar, and there are some great expressions here; my favourite is "meat computers."
Poems like this remind me of why I love the written word, especially in this short, succinct form, where beauty and meaning is expressed not through pompous grandstanding, but honest declaration.

ava liked that meat computers bit as well.. i thought it was cool.. i was talking to either you or laura when i came up with the title. then just took off to where that image wanted to go. a sculpture once said the form is already in the stone i just take away the unnecessary parts. that part where you said meaning is expressed not with pompous grandstanding made me think of that. theres no need to be arrogant about what you make or rather find. i am a word sculpture. the ideas/the images/the metaphors are all already out there, im merely unlocking the codes that are already possible or inevitable in language it is said that everything that exists and will exist all came out of the big bang (if thats what occurred) so not only physical things like trees and planets and people were made but also everything that comes from us. evolution takes its course it evolves as it should and in the end we all go to the same place. i suppose this is just a break from the void. but we'll be back the gods and loved ones that came before us will come out of the deepest slumber to meet us at the gates to nothingness to invite us quietly in the white light is just on to see the gates . oblivion on the other side. give us a hug dear and then find you place in this wonderfully peaceful nothing and black

what an interesting mix of words.. i like that line.

love this.