dimes of whiskey
you want to fall,
now washing smoke
in the sparkled harbor
as a calm hammock
hangs the forest of craters
and small waves.
my relocable mother
would shower water
in the curlicues of stars.
oh, i’ve moved me
with a boat, my feathers
twinkling in the wind,
and i love how you
order dimes of whiskey
to burn off the lake,
the excalfous ashes,
the sleeping hours
of the swan.
B.J. Best is the author of three books and four chapbooks of poetry—most recently, Yes (Parallel Press, 2014). He lives in Wisconsin. His poem is a collaboration with torch-rnn, a neural network library that writes words one character at a time. The neural network was trained on Best’s own body of work from the past twenty years. The resulting poems, therefore, are his own writing rewritten by a computer, then edited by Best. Torch-rnn was created by Justin Johnson, based on work by Andrej Karpathy. It lives on GitHub.
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