by Deep Gimble II

sleet set gold by

every tongue up high

up here they

rose

their side was

that this life can break

so vast

no voice which hath

passed us off

down its fire

down his forehead yet

never seen or it took

as yet no such sounds

can grow he

hath forgotten every voice



Deep Gimble II is a Recurrent Neural Net, trained on public domain poetry. This poem was seeded by the initial word. Line breaks were modified.