Wednesday, February 8, 2012

The Meaning of Machine Flesh by Peter Marra


They lay down supine
a group of people prone
enveloped by a lie

Staring at the sky.
The ocean water licked their feet
they were fully clothed
they sang without music
it was mechanisms and
it was friction and
it was a painful exercise

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the beautiful soon compensated
by an absence of beauty
that they never owned.
up and out. the honorable heroine chatted.
They felt as if someone had been lost.
Something they parented.
They listened as the truth machine whirred.
the lower part. pain, they tried, they changed her life
it eased their pain. just her suffering.
Forced television.
there. Take her away.

She watched them slowly drifting
Slowly a force dwindling
Erased and drowned

skewered by her film that
she ripped from their eyes and ate with glee.
give me back!”
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mathematical formulations an initial time, blood throughout
a burning baby fooled by the
Other research
assisted by Lovebumpers.
proven as body radiation
she convulsed in desire
but no one answered
According to patients it was a risk
She noticed that they were fastidious and
exhibited excellent table etiquette.
An equation
a door of sugar-bitter heart valves
It made her smile.

She held a face in
her lap and she was satisfied.

Tomorrow would be different,
She would participate

And eradicate her shyness

Coloring her mind grey
With laughter from ghost photography

with her thoughts a bitter fluid
while she swayed
naked in the nyc train yard
she shut them all down
cold rain serenaded her fever mind soothing

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