2.13.2012

Bixby (a sequel within a saga)

GIANT ROBOT LOVE

The giant robot was depressed
so he fell asleep too long.
He was soon covered in grass.
It wasn’t long before people
were setting sprinklers on him
and dogs were defecating on him
and birds were picking worms from his tin.
Trees grew out of his chest
and one day he cracked open
from an earthquake.
The people discovered
a cave inside him and a massive
empty heart. A heart in which they could walk
through the rusty valves
too still for their imaginations.
The giant awoke to the clanging of his heart
and all the people crashed down
to the nether reaches of his body
as he stood up and sealed his chest.
He shaved the grass off his face.
He brushed the dirt
from his eyes and teeth.
He felt quite refreshed.
Then he walked to a bus stop
and wondered where he was
and when a double-decker bus pulled up
he couldn’t stop staring at her.
He couldn’t sit still
from the knocking inside the body,
from the faint shouting,
thinking this must be love.
Poem By: Scott Poole