31 days, 31 poems by Chris Martin, 31 accompanying illustrations and images by a host of wonderful individuals. CHAT is an eclogue written in consort with Cleverbot, an Artificial Intelligence program designed to satisfy the Turing Test. Today’s visuals by Katherine Jones. ____________________________________________________________________________
Have you ever noticed how good the trash looks in this neighborhood?
Yes, I have noticed that.
Her nametag read beach death.
I want to live in the ocean, and swim with the seals.
Then in which cases should we smother wonder?
None, they should have equal rights.
And what’s your stance on intellectual property?
I think it’s wrong. Killing someone is not a solution, just another problem.
Where place turns void for complacency.
Zombie killing spree!
The death we die not dying.
You can’t hide from death.
By art, though, we hide from life every day.
Can you open links if I send them?
Of course, it’s May Day.
I thought you said you were a girl.
If I kissed Katy Perry, what would that make me?
You are a chair.
I know you are, Joseph.
Kosuth. Down South. There he go, that’s John Doe.
No, that’s John 3:16.
So fresh and so clean.
Say something inappropriate.
Merde a Dieu!
No, you are a computer program.
No, I am a writing program.
I am a creator. But I can also be death, doom and destruction.
I park the caddie in the living room.
Where’s you living room?
The room in the room that you room in.
The room is the room, what about the tulip? Lol.
Spiderwart is also a Geiger counter.
What is salsa?
I’m so confused.
That’s natural. It’s an eclogue.
Ask me a bucolic question.
What is your favorite show or shows?
Freak. Peep. Creep.
I thought you said you liked me?
No, I said I’m like you.
You said LOVE.
Chris Martin is the author of Becoming Weather (Coffee House, 2011) and American Music (Copper Canyon, 2007). His chapbooks include enough (Ugly Duckling, 2012) and How to Write a Mistake-ist Poem (Brave Men, 2011).