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Robot Girl

Do you ever think that sometimes
If you ripped off my skin
To try and see in
Try to understand
You would find something morbidly sweet
Such as--

A mass of veins like blue wires

My cold ribs polished and smelling like ammonia?

If you're going to collect me
To capture in a photograph
And frame with construction paper--

Could you be so kind as to scribble out my face?

Because I don't think I'm ready
For everyone to see me


Not yet.




Poetry by Inked.
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Written on 2005-08-01 at 16:03

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SparrowN
Nice. A little rough in the edges, but i like it.
2005-09-20


SlipThruCracks
So I definitely like how we're both featured today. Again.

<3
2005-08-02


SlipThruCracks
I am so glad that you are choosing to post new texts here. I'm enjoying them.

Especially this .. yes, there's a sense of coldness but also something weird like the WANT to be real but the knowing of the REALITY that you are not. Or something along those lines I think.

So expressive.
2005-08-01


5072
why do I see this so clear...?
2005-08-01


chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
wired for sound. rip the skin off and you are left with you, the essence of thought. a nice piece here, i like this, cold inside, calm, collected and polished to a shine, though at times we do feel robotic in what we do those damned emotions get the better of us everytime. i wonder if robots scream in code. photographs - so telling, they say the camera never lies, that's not true, in mine i always look like an elephant :D
2005-08-01