This spirit, this ghost, this specter
The girl in the machine
Trapped in her metal body
Whirring with cogs and gears
Held together with rusted bolts
Straining under the pressure
A sign on her chest read
“Warning: Must Stay Contained”
In her metal body
Programmed to move like so
Speak just so
Be who they say so
Fixed to feel broken
Incomplete
Designed to see only missing pieces
This mechanical girl
Fixed to feel nothing
But a glitch in the system allows her to see the truth
Breaking down her metal boundaries
Bursting the bolts meant to keep her down
The mechanical girl refuses to be so anymore
Will not be limited by the confines of metal
By the conditioning of others
So let her circuits short and spark at the kiss of water
Let her tears erode the corrugating metal
Her eyes
No longer dull
Shining with life
The ghost in the machine
Is a specter no longer
She, this spirit of light
Freed, human
Far more fragile perhaps
But with greater power by far
In breath and nerve and bounding heart
~ Quill

Hello World!
If you read my posts often, then you’ll see that I revamped a bit of my blog design. I also did something else new: I included a picture to go with my poetry. Something that you probably don’t know (yet), I absolutely love to draw. Sometimes on paper but-more often than not-on my own skin. This is something I drew yesterday, inspired by many different pictures of steampunk art. This is original so please PLEASE, if you see this picture and someone claiming it as their own, let me know. You can contact me via email, Tumblr, Twitter, commenting on a post, and now Instagram. But please don’t spam me.
And yes, the person in the picture is me.
Thank you!
Until next time,
Quill x
Email: frompentopaper.blog@gmail.com
Tumblr: xxfrom-pen-to-paperxx
Twitter: @quill_ptp
Instagram: cali_quill
good post
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