Machine | Teen Ink


November 20, 2012
By hobo12321 PLATINUM, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
hobo12321 PLATINUM, Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
none, there's too many, although the one about the grapefruit is good. Any by Douglas Adams

I am a machine
Each part so clean
That I almost might gleam
With my heart beat pulsing
But crack open my chest
You won’t find the best -
You’ll see what I hide
Come! see what you find

My heart made of tin
As my blood runs too thin
to be called a human
Tour me outside and in
look into my smile
you’ll not like what you see
through error and trial
come get to know me

I speak far too slowly
Yet you still don’t know me
I walk far too fast
And that’s not the last -
As soon as you see me
You’ll know that there may be
Something odd about me
Won’t you come and see

I cannot feel love
Nor can I feel hatred
my heart wrapped in a glove
There’s too much acid
Inside of my womb
Made out of old tombs
Of men dead too soon
Sprites lay waiting to croon

To women who faint
And children who cry
The images they paint
Will tear mind from eye
So come and come in
I’m filled up with sin
If you come see my grin
Let the drama begin

I say I am a machine
But really; I mean
I’m just a young dream
Waiting within your being.

The author's comments:
I was inspired to write this piece by the robot-like woman in The Stranger. It also reflects on the uncertainty about our feelings, and meaning.

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