96 lines
1.9 KiB
TeX
96 lines
1.9 KiB
TeX
% This Example is AI-generated
|
|
|
|
\documentclass[12pt]{article}
|
|
\usepackage[a4paper,margin=1in]{geometry}
|
|
|
|
\title{Untitled Collection}
|
|
\author{ChatGPT}
|
|
\date{27.12.2025}
|
|
|
|
\begin{document}
|
|
\maketitle
|
|
|
|
\section*{Poem I}
|
|
|
|
The clock forgets the hour it keeps,\\
|
|
Ticks dissolving into air.\\
|
|
A window leans against the light,\\
|
|
Certain someone once stood there.
|
|
|
|
Words arrive without a mouth,\\
|
|
Footsteps hum inside the floor.\\
|
|
Meaning is a temporary guest,\\
|
|
Memory, a bolted door.
|
|
|
|
\bigskip
|
|
|
|
The sea repeats a single thought,\\
|
|
Correcting it with foam.\\
|
|
Every wave believes itself\\
|
|
The last to find a home.
|
|
|
|
\section*{Poem II}
|
|
|
|
Static gathers in the room,\\
|
|
Ideas flicker, then persist.\\
|
|
A sentence tries to finish itself\\
|
|
And fails deliberately mid-
|
|
|
|
Silence executes a perfect turn,\\
|
|
No witnesses remain.\\
|
|
The poem folds its syntax up\\
|
|
And waits to be explained.
|
|
|
|
\newpage
|
|
|
|
\section*{Poem III}
|
|
|
|
Morning compiles the streets again,\\
|
|
Linking shadows, heat, and dust.\\
|
|
The sun asserts a theorem\\
|
|
No one bothers to distrust.
|
|
|
|
Coffee cools. The day begins.\\
|
|
Assumptions pass as facts.\\
|
|
Every plan degrades to noise\\
|
|
Once time begins to act.
|
|
|
|
\section*{Poem IV}
|
|
|
|
At night the city dereferences\\
|
|
Its towers into black.\\
|
|
Stars leak through abstraction gaps\\
|
|
The daylight failed to patch.
|
|
|
|
Sleep runs a background process,\\
|
|
Dreams spike the CPU.\\
|
|
By dawn the system boots once more,\\
|
|
Convinced the past was true.
|
|
|
|
\section*{Poem V}
|
|
|
|
The map insists the road is straight,\\
|
|
Though every mile disagrees.\\
|
|
Coordinates drift quietly\\
|
|
Between intent and certainty.
|
|
|
|
A compass spins, then settles down,\\
|
|
Pretending it was sure.\\
|
|
Direction is a post-hoc claim\\
|
|
We annotate as we move.
|
|
|
|
\section*{Poem VI}
|
|
|
|
The archive hums with idle truth,\\
|
|
Compressed but never gone.\\
|
|
Each file recalls a version where\\
|
|
The ending carried on.
|
|
|
|
We label loss as cleanup work,\\
|
|
Deletion dressed as care.\\
|
|
Nothing vanishes outright—\\
|
|
It only changes where.
|
|
|
|
\end{document}
|
|
|