PoetryToTheMasses Weekly Feature 100

Feb 3, 20136 min read

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Published: Feb 3, 2013

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Welcome to ~PoetryToTheMasses' weekly feature.

Each week I will feature one poem suggested by deviants with some information about the poem and the poet. I will also include links to two other suggested poems which you can read if you wish.

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I Am Not A Robot - Marina & The Diamonds

Suggested by ~airehkah

You've been acting awful tough lately
Smoking a lot of cigarettes lately
But inside, you're just a little baby
It's okay to say you've got a weak spot
You don't always have to be on top
Better to be hated than loved, loved, love for what you're not

You're vulnerable, you're vulnerable
You are not a robot
You're lovable, so lovable
But you're just troubled

Guess what? I'm not a robot, a robot
Guess what? I'm not a robot, a robot

You've been hanging with the unloved kids
Who you never really liked and you never trusted
But you are so magnetic, you pick up all the pins
Never committing to anything
You don't pick up the phone when it ring, ring, rings
Don't be so pathetic, just open up and sing

I'm vulnerable, I'm vulnerable
I am not a robot
You're lovable, so lovable
But you're just troubled

Guess what? I'm not a robot, a robot
Guess what? I'm not a robot, a robot

Can you teach me how to feel real?
Can you turn my power off?
And let the drum beat drop

Guess what? I'm not a robot [x2]

Guess what? I'm not a robot, a robot [x4]

This song was released as a single on 22 June 2009 and was re-released on 26 April 2010. It is on the albums Crown Jewels EPand Family Jewels. It was written by Marina Diamandis.

Marina Lambrini Diamandis, better known by her stage name Marina & The Diamonds, was born 10 October 1985 in Abergavenny in Wales and is a singer-songwriter and musician. She has released two studio albums.

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- !KtheCard

Suggested by ~ClearSound

fear

trembles in the secret caves of my body the lamp light swivels, and i fear an anagnorisis i fear blind men, bloody broaches, and i fear my own catharsis the chorus sings my carelessness while i overstep my bounds, promise what i shouldn't laments the battles i've fought and the people i've maimed at my crossroads
those terrible forked-tongued intersections where kings are killed and youth freezes one's heart i fear you the most

longing

takes hands with hope and i tear out my tongue to keep from speaking damn those people who knew it from the start (and they stood and watched as i crashburned) damn you for loving so wildly and for being so strong and damn me for my quicksilver fingers and my icepick tongue damn it all, i long very much more than i saw, but just as much as he expected
_{(and damn him for knowing before i did)}
i've found my hamartia, this longing that strikes flame inside my sacrum
_{(and damn her for teaching me these words; now i can put names to my folly)} i long for you the most

loneliness

settles in my veins; makes a nest in my ribcage, coats my sugarbones sings to me as i try to sleep, toss and turn keeps me here, keeps me unclear, keeps me inside its fingers, and keeps me hotheaded/hungry it keeps me i'm lost now, confused, and i do the best i can to stay afloat but i don't understand anything anymore capsized is the best word for me, starving is second ravenous, i just need time to be still, to stop moving i need to feel what it is to be static
i am most lonely for you

love

is such a strange word, never really known the meaning of it before he looks at me and sees it there, nestled somewhere in me, but where? and his kind eyes trick me into thinking it matters love catches in my throat, bleeds into my teeth bile in my mouth, and i choke on it, angry i love- love- i- love- damn it i can't say it aloud, but it's ringing clear as sirens' calls in my terrible mind, where nothing is left unsaid and fiction is my forte where you matter a great deal brace yourself, because i won't do this for very long, not again, i'm older, weathered, people say i've gone soft and i agree brace yourself, because
i've always loved you the most

If you like this poem, please the original!

Artist's comments:
"this did not make me feel good.
a little sick, actually.

forgive me for my constant oedipus references, and those to aristotle's poetics. i think they apply, and i do love them both very much.

i'm going to sleep forever now."

This poem was submitted November 4, 2011.

Unfortunately !KtheCard's account has been deactivated.