Metal Puppet

Metal Puppet

 

I wake in the morning

And get out of bed

Get dressed

Eat breakfast

No, not because I want to

Not because I’m hungry

It’s routine

 

Out the door before it’s late

Walking on the sidewalk

No need to look up

I know where I’m going

I don’t know why

It’s just routine

 

Don’t need to think twice

I do what I need to do

I don’t do it for myself

Oh no

I do it because I always have

It’s burned into my mind

The steps I’ve taken

But a million times

The movements so familiar

So robotic

 

Pull my strings

Look, I dance

A little puppet

But aren’t we all?

 

How do I know I’m alive?

Ah well

I feel

I feel pain

It helps me feel alive

The gnawing inside my stomach

Right on the side

Takes my breath away

I know where I need to go

So I’ll go

And the pain will just have to wait

Wait its turn

For my attention

 

I’m on a schedule

I’m on a timeline

I’ve got things to do

Places to go

People to see

 

This pain keeps me alive

While I’m the walking dead

A puppet to life

Pull my strings

Look, I dance

 

Don’t you see

We’re all

Just dancing

 

Our strings being pulled

And we’re moving

We don’t know why

But we are

 

Whether we’re a wooden puppet

Or a metal robot

 

We’re constantly on the go

And we just

Don’t

Know

Why

Author's Note

This poem popped into my head when I was walking home from school, I suffer from stomach pain, and I was feeling pretty numb, the only thing that kept me tied to reality was this pain in my stomach.

I also thought I'd write about something other than men and erotica. It seems that's all I've been writing about lately, kinda sucks.

Anyway, Enjoy :)

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I understand this poem. I feel like a puppet. But what can I do? Must work and pay bills to have food and housing. I like the poem. Open the door to a good conversation. Thank you for the excellent poem.
Coyote

[:DI laugh too much:D]

I love this poem because I feel the exact same way. On some days I feel like I'm in a rut, especially when it comes to school: get up at the same early time, eat the same thing for breakfast, and then be around the same annoying people. It does get to be really irritating. You expressed that whole tiresome routine feeling really well, awesome job :]

[Ees]

I love how simplistically you state your routine. Wonderful, easy to read and just the right amount of flatness that it should contain.
The ending is perfect.
I don't believe that all people are such slaves to their routines, but I completely get how it can feel that way from time to time.
Good job!

[khalid]

we are really like machines working in this life untill we are broken down, we all know that but we still do it. nicely written

[Johnny Joe]

nice I like this one!!!

[Destinyxi]

thank you! I'm glad :)

[Bewitching Sensations]

lovely x

[Destinyxi]

Glad you liked it :)

[Bewitching Sensations]

as always you are a great writer x

[Redrascalstrawberry]

You related it really nicely. Good use of metaphors. :)

[Destinyxi]

thank you!

[Mark]

Pain is one anchor to life. Routine is a modern invention. If you think about it, when our ancestors lived in trees it was about finding enough food for the day, eating it, and then goofing off the rest of the day. there was no one to tell you 'hey, I know you met your quota, but go find me some more meat for tomorrow ok?" But then again, routine is familiar, routine gives a sense of security, and (most importantly... or not) it gives us something to do. Good write. :)

[Destinyxi]

Familiarity isn't always good :P

You're right though, pain does anchor you to life and keep you tied to reality.

Thanks for your review!

[Mark]

Familiarity is great for small children and old people. Should I never get that old. ;)

[Kes]

I often get to college and realise that I don't even remember doing the journey. Sometimes I'll go a whole week on auto-pilot and by the end, I won't remember any of it. I'm a total busy-body. I really can't sit still. But I don't know why. It's something I ask myself a lot. Sometimes I'll set aside time to relax and just end up feeling agitated because there are more useful things I could be doing.
To my cynical - perhaps a little Marxist - mind, it's all to serve the state in the end. We are born, we work too hard, we die. The rich and powerful reap the rewards.
Great poem; really got my brain working!
K

[Destinyxi]

I'm the same exact way! Especially if I have an early class, I'm in complete zombie mode when I travel to school. The hour flies by and before I know it, I'm at school with no recollection of the ride.

I'm glad I got your brain working :) Thanks for your review!

[Kes]

Yeah, absolutely know that feeling. It's scary if you think about it too hard. :/

My pleasure - as always!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

I love the first part cause yes how many times do we do things because of habit or it what we are supposed to do. Your poem makes a great point, stop living for necessity and start living for happiness.

[Destinyxi]

Many of us do things without realizing. Thanks for your review!