Mechanical Lungs

Mechanical lungs let me breathe,

Mechanical lungs can’t you see?

All I am is buried beneath you,

And all my fears are soaked in shallow fluid,

Carry me through rivers of red and blue,

To show me your factories polluted,

Mechanical lungs ease my pain,

Mechanical lungs release my chains,

Save me from drowning in your veins,

I’m suffocating underneath these clouds of smoke,

In my hollow chest I lie incomplete,

Choking on the regret lodged in my aching throat,

I’m tangled within this disease, buried beneath,

But tonight I can finally breathe,

When I fall asleep in my mechanical dreams...

  

Reviews

[Bear]

It is the mechanical age and we are paying for it with our humanity so your poem could be a look into our future. This is very thought provoking and nightmarish, smartly written and well thought out. It is in my head now and fear tonight will haunt my mechanical dreams :~) Standing Ovation! Clap! Clap!

[747]

This is a cool piece. Nice flow, well tied together, a strong message, and a killer last line.

Excellent piece.

[Emily]

I love it!
Go enter this in a contest!
Keep on writing!