timidity
i've got a nervous answering machine
that sometimes erases blockbuster reminders
to please me, or rather to keep me pleased
but lately it has outstepped its bounds
by erasing letters from my mailbox
and body signals from my out and abouts
in fact i haven't seen my dog in quite a while
and my kids disappeared yesterday, or day before
i noticed in the nursery two smiley-face post-its in their place
odd this circuit-city rebate masterpiece machine
it deleted seven new friends before i even met them
and it blinked 'no new messages' all night long.
that sometimes erases blockbuster reminders
to please me, or rather to keep me pleased
but lately it has outstepped its bounds
by erasing letters from my mailbox
and body signals from my out and abouts
in fact i haven't seen my dog in quite a while
and my kids disappeared yesterday, or day before
i noticed in the nursery two smiley-face post-its in their place
odd this circuit-city rebate masterpiece machine
it deleted seven new friends before i even met them
and it blinked 'no new messages' all night long.
posted by kileyd at 10:11 PM
2 Comments:
I like this one alot. Is this what you're kind of saying?: that the digital world is taking place of the real one..."machines" are taking over (not in an iRobot/Minority Report kind of way tho). Tell me if I'm wrong, but that's how I took it. And I liked it mucho.
the speaker sounds so casual in the lines about the missing dog and children. that's slightly shocking to the reader, but it makes sense in that no other emotion (or lack thereof) could capture the impersonal encroachment of technology in this poem's setting. sometimes it's so gradual that we don't notice... it's cool how you did that.
fees, shorty, fees. wicka wicka- i like it.
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