The Bad Machine

by Luke Eastwood / July 13th, 2014

I am a bad machine
I came from the same factory as you
But somehow I got broken
I don’t want to do as I am told
I don’t want to be a cog on the wheel
I have no wish to comply.
The programming failed, and now
I dream a different dream,
Not of glamorous people, places and things
I can never hope to attain,
But a small dream of contentment
Far from the glass and concrete and polished steel.
Surely I won’t be missed?

Luke Eastwood is a writer, graphic designer and horticulturist, he also gained a BSc (Hons) in Business Computing Systems from City University, London. He continues to use computer technology for both work and pleasure. You can read more of his work at lukeeastwood.com Read other articles by Luke, or visit Luke's website.

This article was posted on Sunday, July 13th, 2014 at 4:48pm and is filed under Poetry.