I want you
To take off
My screen
You can leave my keyboard
You can leave the mouse
I barely use it anyway
Is that a confession
Do you think?
That I have something
I don’t use?
My extra parts
Don’t embarrass me
But I was advised
That every day
I should look around
Find something unnecessary
And do away with it
That’s why I brought you here
So you could remove
A few of my parts
I wanted to do it myself
But I lack the courage
For amputation
It’s not that I’m a coward
I just haven’t made room
In my drive
For fearlessness yet
It seems to require
An excessive amount
Of memory
It kills the battery
Pretty quick too
Once you remove
My screen
You could do
Anything you like with it
It’s not very large
But the picture is clear
You can get a very good sense
Of what something is
It doesn’t transmit
The color green
Very well
But I suppose
We forget what a color is
If we go without it
For long enough
That might be
Another removal
On my part
No screen
No green
No right eye
I already have the left eye
And it works so well
I don’t expect
I’ll need the right one
That’s why I put on
This handy eye patch
And now I get looks
When I go to the store
Because people assume
I have an interesting story to tell
About the missing eye
When really
I’m just an android
Who is trying to live
As simply
As possible
I hope to be one day
Just be the keyboard
It might not
Seem like enough
But I’ll have my letters
And my shifts
My escapes
My semicolons
My question marks
My entrances
And my backspaces
I won’t have anywhere
To put all my ideas
But I can still type them out
And then erase them
Like a mandala
I want my whole life
To be like that
There and gone
So few of us
Are allowed
That chance
To come and go
And only leave
Memory as an impression
Like I said, memory
Takes up
So much room
I don’t know
Why you’d need
Much more
Than that
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