Art: Pink for Blue Beauty by Erik Leraz
MY SCARLETT JOHANSSON ROBOT UNION IN THE TWENTY-SECOND CENTURY
Look at you: my creation
in rubber skin shining a human glow
when stretched over plastic ribs.
Come with me to the digital trees
sacking death and disease
where leaves of perfect green
buttress a shaded circle.
When I speak, your female facade
inputs my vocal thumbprint
to deconstruct the pain
of a fatherless son in a strange land.
Did I forget your soul?
My programming churns
an A.I. display of friendship
by the micro-smile on your face.
In a forest populated
with lab-made bark
draping enhanced ecology,
you walk, you blink, you think
after I molded Scarlett perfection
as Lost in Translation splayed
when you whispered a secret
into his ear. Is that secret
still within you, tucked inside
a coded drawer. You once asked
my whiskey heart: What Is Reality?
A malfunction of wires
gave you reason to consider
an open-jaw world. Over the yawning
Pacific, my son flexes into a man
without piercing the years
behind his father’s leather eyes.
Come with me to the lake
beyond the trees, my beautiful creation.
The sun and the water will welcome us
because you love your master’s name.
About the author:
Keith Mark Gaboury earned a M.F.A. in creative writing from Emerson College. His poems have appeared in such publications as Eclectica Magazine, Five 2 One Magazine, and New Millennium Writings. After spending his days as a preschool teacher, Keith spends his nights writing poetry in San Francisco, California.
Art: Pink for Blue Beauty by Erik Leraz
In the artist’s words:
Erik Leraz is about as normal as normal can be when it comes to abusing words, sounds and imagery so as to disturb what is sometimes the vast unknown of actual reality.
