#644 - we begin to sound like machines

 

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we begin to sound like machines

 

whirr rattle clatter along

a little breathy puff

clap tracks

and round and round

begin to sound like

 

it’s nothing we’ve said or say

 

a pill is coursing

heart ticks up

 

hill down dale

sometimes spin

 

top of the clock

little animal each

machine ghost

gremlin

 

a grief goes on

and we creak

crave attention

 

heads down

bums too

 

crawl all through childhood

then make use of words provided

 

smoke for a bit

like a factory since

 

then it’s the snoring

 

like we are built out of dream

imagine moving parts

and rub

 

tell stars over

 

all apparatus

cranky

 

see fulcrum

heave away

haul in

tug at

 

the head elaborately emptied

 

it’s never what we mean to mean

we begin to sound like machines

 

it’s never what we mean to mean

we begin to sound like machines