Portrait of a Robot

I feel nothing for you
I’ve known your cold metallic bones
The arms of steel that fixed my bike
I feel nothing for
Your rusted eyes leaking thick oil
And when you lost your legs and had to crawl
That annoying clicking sound of your heart
When you laid too close....
Last night they put you away
Maybe into the ground
What do I care I
Feel
Nothing.

This Is Just to Say

I have eaten
the coins
that were in
your piggy bank

and which
you were probably
saving
for a bicycle

Forgive me
they were delicious
so coppery
and so cold

Forgive me again
this time for pulling your leg
Truth is that with both our coins
I’ve got you that bike my boy