Tuesday, February 4, 2014

A Day In The Life Of A Burrito-Making Machine Comments

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Soft shell. Meat. Cheese. Fold.
Soft shell. Meat. Cheese. Fold.
Soft shell. Meat. Cheese. Fold.
Sometimes I think about the ocean.
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Daniel Y.
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Daniel Brick 03 June 2014

I have for a long time by-passed this poem because it did not seem to have a subject that would speak to me, WAS I EVER WRONG! This poem is a minor masterpiece of tone, rhythm, theme and characterization. WHY DID I WRITE MINOR? Expunge that vile word! The surprise I felt reading it is one of the reasons we love poetry. This machine is invested by your words with such dignity, humor and sheer delight in existence that he deserves to be turned into a robot so that he won't be junked. What a triumph of imagination you have wrought!

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