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The wine glass is thick
and hums with a low language

Red, her vampire lips
the wine in the glass, her smell

The delicate weight of the duvet
breathing alchohol off her

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Note:

I wanted a piece more redolent of bedsheets but the humidity and vibrancy of this glass will have to do; I think the servers of the art app are overloading. The quality of the illustrations will correlate with the health of the servers, the state of the algorithm.

When you can generate illustrations easily, it turns out the art of mixing concepts on an abstract plane appeals. I imagine an essay: the work of art in the age of its algorithmic generation. Referencing the democratic appeal of synthesisers generating series of notes, and anxieties in musicians, when they were first created.