February 11, 2003

More Machine

I wrote this when I was having a tense moment with my boyfriend in the cafeteria. It was something wierd that happened at an event here called Converge. He got extra quiet on me and I was with my friend Stephanie, and he snapped on me when I was joking with him. So when we were in the cafeteria I just didn't know what to do or say. And I had my notebook and wrote this poem.

"More Machine Than Man"

the wheels turn
behind the cold gray silence
a kiss
laced with violence
falls against the forehead

man made machine
is born dead
fits of electricity bring it to life
the screwdriver's a knife
turning against the metal
against the ears
that cry for less
less turning
less scraping
less cutting against the grain

the thing has built a brain

Posted by dana at February 11, 2003 09:55 PM
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