Turing Machine
from Chris Merritt:
Virginia Is For Hoverers (Part I) (2009)
Spending his vacation at a drinking station
Performing calculations to the adoration of a beautiful face that would later be kissed red
Far away from where you can’t sleep in your own bed
From my brain comes a new brain
Solving any system it was simple with him
But try putting algorithms to Alan’s rhythms
The universe it comes all the way ’round
It’s irrational, but if it’s not than you find out
From my brain comes a new brain
From my brain is a new brain
Any brain can calculate any brain’s calculations
Any brain calculates other brains’ calculations
Humans are a tragic and beautiful mess
Sometimes the rest hurt the best
If it should pass the test, when asked of its father’s death,
With denial and distress suppressed heartbreak suggests
It would simulate the smell of whiskey on its breathe and say
“I didn’t even notice he was gone!”
No I didn’t even notice you were gone
No I didn’t even notice you were gone
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