Thursday, February 02, 2006

Don't bother

Darling did you know that I dream about eating together
Dining Philosophers forever!
My fork's yours, and your fork's mine.
And darling when comes the day,
That's the critical part,
You can keep the mutex of my heart,
While you live, I'll never be "V"

'Cause it's a semaphore,
Semaphore you darling,
Semaphore me, too
Semaphore me as I semaphore you,
I will semaphore,
Semaphore you darling,
Semaphore me, too
Semaphore me as I semaphore you.




Hey, look! A picture!


# posted by abu : 7:49 PM
Comments:
Hahahaha! Abu, that has to be the most brilliant poem ever. You get mad props from the becky.
# posted by Blogger becky : 10:53 PM, February 02, 2006
 
uhhh....what's a semaphore?
# posted by Anonymous Anonymous : 9:08 AM, February 13, 2006
 
A semaphore is a signaling method, using flags. It is also an implementation of mutual exclusion, but I hoped to portray some hints of mutual inclusion as well.
# posted by Blogger abu : 6:33 PM, February 13, 2006
 
vayikacheni said, (but blogger ate it)...
I don't get it . . . . ahem, I mean, I appreciate the obvious multiple levels of symbology employed in your poetry, although some of the linguistic terms appear to have referents outside of the internationalized post-Wittgensteinian methaphysical construct I usually inhabit.
# posted by Blogger abu : 6:36 PM, February 13, 2006
 
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