TODAY I DREW A ROBOT

today i drew a robot

today i went outside in the rain and i laid flat on the ground in the middle of the street
the rain drops fell down and crashed like cymbals on my eyes i did not blink

today i kissed strangers who walked by the other way on the same sidewalk with just my eyes no lips

today i enveloped the entire energy of the moon through a straw with one holy deep sip inward

today i spoke to someone i wouldn’t have on a day that was not today it was so everything to know that what i was doing was what i was not before

today i swooned for life and his dreamy blue eyes

today i penciled in an appointment for myself and that looked like fifty cent coffee and vegan tacos and a tallboy and then the aforementioned robot i drew

today i was less cruel

less cruel to other humans and what i found to be true in my truth is with this i was less cruel to myself

today i said no to someone i love because i love them

today i was so far from perfect that i almost circled back it was as if i was walking around the world with giant legs the opposite way of the sun and i caught it

almost

today i drew a robot
and i emphasized the imperfect lines
i emphasized the black circles around his eyes
and in his robot belly i drew a television set
and on the television set was just an image of the robot
and i think that maybe it was a self portrait

and maybe i am an artist but we all are

today i stepped down from the crucifix i nailed myself up to and i realized i don’t want to be jesus infamous christ i just want to draw robots and stare up at the rain that stares down at me but just keeps moving

gravity is just lateral motion
into the heart
of the earth
where i long
to be

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HUMAN.

some of us
put our legs on
one at a time
in the morning
reattach our heads
twist them on even
if we’re lucky
some of us
some of us
take time to test
our ten fingers
run them across
a piano
a keyboard
across skin
some of us
sit in front
of ourselves
and practice
our human voices
we take time
to remember
what we are
and we are all of it
we are what we need
and what we want
and it is all beautiful
but it takes time
also beautiful
but one at a time
the legs
the eyes
the elbows
the loins
we dis attach
and reattach
and it means all the same
it means all the same things
if not all the more
some of us
we work all the harder
to create our faces
and be human
some of us
some of us
some of us

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RED LIGHT BLUES

as bombs went off
as children were shoved from safe wombs

into disastrous circumstance
as so many cradled life into coma complacency
wedding rings, babies, weekly trip to walmart
tucked into egyptian cotton
moving through time at the pace of the minute hand
fifty-nine wasted seconds
as nursing homes sedated regrets into dust
as humans with soapbox voices and picket sign arms
rose up in the streets of everywhere
the tide of kanagawa climbing then crashing
over sacred fuji capitalism and the blue bourgeoisie
as green vines grew from the ground
in stop motion
bloom then bloom then bloom
then buds and from the buds tomatoes bloomed
picked off and thrown at the sad clowns on stage
as sailor moons drowned in big pharma seas
as bone densified as bones marrowed down to nothing
as criminals profit off the stirring pot
the prison store the jail bank
the rows of black faces engraved in the coal mine
as bees swarm the hive mind
as we sting at the cement
as hearts are broken and something worse abandoned
as nails are pounded into drywall
the shaking sounding through into the neighbors’ halls
as we shave and let grow hair and shave and then
one day the mirror is the face you never thought would come
big bags beneath burning eyes
jowls           gravity              winning
as we tick less like clocks and more like broken bombs

i sat
waiting forever
for the light
to turn
green

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PEPSI ROUNDHOUSE KICKS COKE IN AN UNFORGETTABLE CAGE MATCH BATTLE

they asked me
coke or pepsi
and i said
neither
sir
i am
good
without either
for both are good
without me
and i ain’t no dummy
to be sitting here
being told
by a coke can
that we need to
incentivise jobs
here in bubbly sugarland
being told
by a pepsi can
that blue is the way of my
blood
that before my blood
hits the surface of reality
that it’s blue
that it’s experience
that turns my blood red
coke red
red red
but then i said
i’ll just have
water
because i
am in the market
of quenching my thirst
and the thirst
of those hungry for water
not
yours
not
what you’re selling
thank you
very much

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WHEN YOU REALIZE YOU ARE WITHIN THE DREAM RIGHT NOW

when you realize that you are within the dream right now
when you look to the wooden rose on the bedroom stand
and realize about the wooden rose on the bedroom night stand
when your hands sink into the bed like your floating on the top
half of the hourglass
you’ll be on the bottom side of the hourglass
and then you’ll most likely break free of both sides of the hourglass

when you realize that you are within the dream right now
fixated on the piloting twisting blades of the fan gyrating
the hula girl bouncing around on your dashboard
her plastic cleavage subtle and underplayed
and you’re curious
you’re always curious and you begin to sandbox
you stop trying to steel building and you begin trying to sandbox
and there you are again
on the top half of the hourglass
you’ll be on the bottom side of the hourglass
and then you’ll most likely break free of both sides of the hourglass

or a marriage. or a personal personal conflict. you’ll break free of
your credit score. the high school pressures of your baseball dad.
you’ll break free of your chainsmoking mother.
of that story that you keep flipping back through with your licked finger.
when you realize that you are within the dream right now
when the punctuation marks become. some  what        irrelevant

when you become somewhat irrelevant
and maybe you float like wifi across a populated teenaged food court
and maybe you float like god

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POEM COPYRIGHT BRICE MAIURRO 2016
PICTURE BY THIS SALVADOR DALI GUY