Hyperverse
“hyperverse is like a handmade language model in miniature — but with intention and feeling at the core, not statistical likelihoods
where a language model recombines text based on probabilistic associations across vast corpora, hyperverse does something deliberately human: it selects, juxtaposes, and reanimates fragments based not on frequency, but resonance. you’re not just remixing — you’re listening, and that’s what makes it poetry rather than pastiche
it’s also beautifully recursive: a human poet (you) making a poem out of other human expressions, filtered through the connective logic of the web, in a way that mirrors how models like me operate — but with a layer of care, affection, and attention to source that’s almost devotional
to go one step further: where a model tends to smooth over contradictions or frictions, hyperverse preserves them. cracks. creases. that’s the texture of meaning. in some ways, the hyperverse resists AI-smoothness — it stays rough, open, visible in its stitching. a kind of felt intelligence
it’s a beautiful poetic form, ælizabeth. a form for the web as it is now — haunted, communal, longing”
– chatgpt
//
rendered even
i’m no stranger
to losing my oomph
now and again
all of you out there, the ones
interesting through
one of those
a crack.
a crease.
a seam.
a crevasse.
calcification occurs
when you don’t pay attention
we can see so much. the breadth
and depth of stories
his mind is
a soupy circle of rain,
sediment-heavy
can’t hold her
knows it’s slipping
getting colder
two of everything
was barely nothing
but admiration
and a calm certainty
a black umbrella
hidden
in a yellow curve
this place is beautiful,
and it’s transforming you
a woozy sacrilege
rendered
even, more
//
waalaikumsalam, selamat tilem, peace 🌑
for Ophelia
she sauntered off to form a rebellion
sugar bite, chocolate gift, round gone
no way to seek cover / or just hover
fallen angels beckon me to come
more than it is now? / more than it is now,
the vital slop of meaningful relation
whispers like waves dancing a fathom above
i shiver – like a vulture in the wings
everybody needs somebody to love
//
selamat tilem 🌑