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Timmy,
sits in front of the television screen,
in diapers -- watching wires speak to him, voices serena.
stretching out, the wires go, dancing sparks from the channel dial,
sex violence and chaos upon the screen -- Little Timmy sees nothing vile.
these fuses lick across his tender sin, smelling a naive uninformed mind.
no mother or father there at the time - their thoughts - the baby is fine,
watching the television screen, cords tirckling towards his eyes to corrupt his vision,
images of the cartoons replaced by the bloody news finally connecting the brain and fuse.
his eyes no longer see black and white but color bits and pigments,
the people and objects pulsing letters suddenly flashing: BE A MACHINE, the words and cords changing his mind and body.
the wires dissapear, slithering further into his psyche, Little timmy, another infant victim to,
the world -- the television screen eating at the cortex -- shedding tears of oil, contracting the symptons to,
a disease that spreads to all from ages one to five now mechanical fabricated lives.
pure human beings with a mind uncorrupted -- exsisting only in our dreams...
Little Timmy,
who is now the machine.


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Things that are done can be undone.


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The following comments are for "Little Timmy and the Machine"
by hfox9er

Timmy, just had to be timmy.
Thank you for the review, I was about to dive into the reading frenzy myself.

It is open to observation, obvious reader/author variations, but I felt it was about how we are never simply who we want to be. A product of society, because since birth we are molded, ergo, we can never be free...or something to that effect. Yes, the verse was odd...


hfox9er

( Posted by: hfox9er [Member] On: July 20, 2003 )

mind bending
That was strange. A common enough problem, but the weirdest poem about it I could imagine. It works well, though - you not only built the descriptions well, but the weird - almost pulsating - rhythm is totally in tune with the theme too. Nicely done.
I want to pick you up on your spellings though. There were several typos in there (serena, tirckling, symptons) which I think spoilt the atmosphere slightly.

Score 8/10.

( Posted by: Spudley [Member] On: July 20, 2003 )





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