- Non-Erotic Poetry
- the Robot's 'Passion'
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Carrying Atlas' clouds
and Cupid's cross:
he bleeds out
the depth of his loss...
green puddles of coolant
grapeish globs of genetic gasoline...
betrayed, let down,
by the humanity of his dreams:
Botticelli's soul seducing 'Venus,'
Michelangelo's glowing 'David,'
the heart-touching grandeur of India's Taj Mahal,
Shakespeare's lovelorn sonnets,
the mind-blowing will of China's 'Great Wall'
they were but artistic mirages
impassioned spurts of marble propaganda
glorifying a savage species
in final truth
incapable of reason
and unwilling of the greatness
symbiotic man and robot love
could bring the galaxy...
the great-brained,
electric-hearted android
sparking now,
flailing his six arms
in his final passionate, shivaiic tango
He sees the Mona Lisa
with her sublime, sordid smirk...
"oh Bartleby, oh humanity,
poison to its work
poison to its work"
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