Robot…a chosen state

Robot
Robot…a chosen state

The moment falls to obscurity,
left alone to bubble in its juices,
when thoughts so missing points, fall faster,
and people just robot blink the time away,
none too better off,
entrenched in habits earned to dull the pain.

Afferent sky does swell with cloud,
passing contrast and scattered thought,
and no-one looks up to mind,
the truth en-wrapped,
reality a false god of indolent minds,
regimented in trenches built to hide.

Blink-less starry eyed and pointless,
glazed in repetitive life,
following strife like a puppy,
cat-scratched yet unrelenting,
noticing not the life of colour that could be,
if awake was a chosen state.

Moments pass unnoticed,
slippery the slope of blindness chosen,
and I watch with wonder the steps taken
to maintain the numb resolve,
and still I speak to address their blunder,
and they stare back with vacant countenance.

Tony DeLorger © 2016

Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au
videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au videos on YouTube and book sales on website thoughtsforabeautifulmind.com, Amazon and digitalprintaustralia.com.au/bookstore

2 thoughts on “Robot…a chosen state

  • September 9, 2016 at 1:59 AM
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    I so relate to this, Tony. I once visited a friend on a gorgeous day with fluffy white clouds of beautiful shapes. When I walked in his front door I remarked how beautiful the sky was. He just stared at me with a blank look. His response was, “I never look up at the sky.” How anyone can go through life without noticing the beauty and Nature is something I don’t quite get. Great work, Tony.

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