My Dragon’s Warm Embrace – In memory of Philip Seymour Hoffman

Feb 10

I love the way he holds me,
We all have our dragons.
We all have our dragons. Philip Seymour Hoffman had his.
My dragon’s warm embrace,
I love his wild illusions,
I love his calming face.
 
I hate this love I’m feeling,
Addictions hold me tight,
I hide inside my body,
I cannot see the light.
 
And when I try to leave him,
His eyes as cold as steel,
He lets me shake and tremble,
Ignoring my appeal.
 
I’d love to slay this dragon,
To choke his every breath,
While drinking one more bottle,
Or tripping on my meth.
 
But drugs are just the symbols,
Of troubles deep inside,
They simply fuel the turmoil,
Of things I’d like to hide.
 
This hell will soon be over,
My secret’s come to pass,
Just one more shot or needle,
I’m sure this is my last.
 
 
Photo courtesy NY Daily News 
 
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No One Wants to Hug me

Jan 15

No one wants to touch me,
They’re afraid I will break,
No one wants to hug me,
How much can I take?
 Robot gal reversed
Getting older is lonely,
All my friends dying fast,
Mom and dad are long gone,
How long can I last?
 
But what if I had a robot?
That was warm to the touch,
A robot I could talk to,
And play checkers and such.
 
What if I had a robot?
Who would laugh at my jokes,
And would act like my friend,
And light up my smokes.
 
What if I had a robot?
A companion for life,
I wouldn’t be so lonely…
Not exactly a wife.
 
At least with my robot,
I wouldn’t be alone,
With nothing to do,
In my prison called home.
 
At least she would listen,
To my stories of past,
And she’d never get bored,
Or leave way too fast.
 
Medicine might help me,
Live a decade or two,
Robot woman
But why would I want to?
Being lonely and blue.
 
A robot for my partner,
When I’m 72,
Might seem kind of awkward,
For a youngster like you.
 
You have a great future,
 I can only look back,
You have dreams and new people,
I have doctors and crap.
 
I have nothing to live for,
Sitting here all alone,
But a kind-hearted robot,
Could brighten my home!
 
So while you may forget me,
My robot will not,
She’ll be programmed to stay here,
And listen a lot!
 
No, she won’t do my dishes,
But I’m sure she’ll succeed,
At curing my loneliness,
And that’s all I need!
 

Sadly, this poetic piece on the downside of aging combined with the upside of robotic technology was inspired by a real event I heard on live talk radio one night. The announcer was talking about the movie “Her” with Joaquin Phoenix and Amy Adams. An older gentleman called in and explained that he would rather be dead than grow old being all alone.

He said his house was a prison and that even though modern medicine could help him live another decade or two, why would he want to? And then he said that if there was a robot to keep him companion, he would love that!

Even though he admitted it would be a clearly artificial relationship, he said it would be better than the pain of loneliness. Wow. Sad. But maybe there is a place for robots we haven’t really explored that much! Or maybe we should just re-commit to spending more time with those who are lonely.

I would encourage you to read this one out loud.

Let me know your thoughts!  Steve

© Copyright 2014 Steve Dahl

 
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