You Old Witch (2008)
[Click on the image above to see the view with binoculars.]
What avatar forbade her
godless helter skelter? Cow of mine
she cantillated. The kitchen is finally empty
of werewolves and digital rights. I looked closely
enough to see the errors on the moon. I could
feel its database. This is the damned place
she wants in her house this fall. I ran. I ran and ran.
Grumpy and pregnant
she tapped on the windows all night.
Image initially made with QuaSZ. Post-processed by adding: toad, eye of newt, toe of frog, wool of bat, tongue of dog, wasabi, condiments of choice, bake with algorithms, until done. Text is a found "Google poem" collaged together from search strings of you old witch.