Bryan Riley

Rookie - 73 Points (September 2,1966 / Salem, Massachusetts)

Love The Machine - Poem by Bryan Riley

Observe the motion
of the machine
feel the liquid
church fold itself
around you
As a child in the
placental fluid
warm comfort/
a cleansing
contrition

Feel the motion
of the machine
rhythm pulsing
through the veins
drains the mind
of conscious thought
plunges into the
realm of dreams
and
who will love
the machine?


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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 30, 2010



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