iKnow

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Featured Review on this writing by G. Quaglia

Cover photo by Priyal R. Photography.

Ma Che Ne So iO

(but what do i know)

iKnow

 

iAwoke as a machine

with programmers around mE

paiNted in the blue glow of an iPhone

Adorned with pLuses and neGatives, oNes and zerOs

Configured perfectly.

iWas the new thiNG

iWas beautiful

They all told me sO

And iWas going to make IT

if iSpent my time in the miRRor

But iDidn’t know

that iCould feel thiS much Pain

tHis Hurts...

iM Hurting...

pLease Let Me?

iWas told not to move

or iWould ruin the eXperiEncE

iWas a Booth Babe

iWas an immovable revolutionary product

And the more iStayed STiLL the more beliEvable the dream waS

iWas an experiment to turn mYself against mYself

iWas a civil war booth babe stuffed into a test tUbe

As iF iWas just a tesT for biG busiNess to see if iWould sell mYself

To see if a computer could be Called “She”

could be Called “Me”

could be used aGainst Me.

if iWould wear a saddle and call iT Fashionable

if iWould just aRCh my back a little

over the roman arChes

over the patiArchy

and iF pieces of my spiNe were a weDge holding iT all together

and iF iWas complicit

and if these words sounded expLicit

and if iWas the conTenT.

iF each image that filled the page diDn’t make me triP a Little biT,

iF iCouldn’t stoP making thiS hOUse comfortable for societY to use the vertebRaE of my spiNe to build theiR structUre

iF iWasn’t expliCit content, if my bOdy and mY wOrds weren’t separated agaiNst themselves in a centriFuge of thiS Content

iF iWasn’t expliCit content,

if my bOdy and mY wOrds weren’t separated

agaiNst themselves in a centriFuge of thiS Content

iF iWasn’t expliCit content,

if my bOdy and mY wOrds weren’t separated-

iF iWasn’t expliCit content,

if my bOdy and mY wOrds weren’t separated-

iF iWasn’t expliCit content,

if my bOdy and mY wOrds weren’t separated-

iF iWasn’t told I was Beautiful.

if my bOdy and mY wOrds weren’t separated-

iF iWasn’t told iCould BE bEAUtifuL.

iF iWasn’t expliCit content,

if my bOdy and mY wOrds weren’t separated

agaiNst themselves in a centriFuge of this Content.

iF iCouldn’t stoP making thiS hOUse comfortable for societY to use the vertebRaE of my spiNe to build theiR structUre

iF iWasn’t expliCit content-

iF iCould JUST

iF iWasn’t expliCit content,

if my bOdy and mY wOrds weren’t separated-

iF iCould Wake UP

iF iWasn’t expliCit content,

if my bOdy and mY wOrds weren’t separated-

iF iAwoke.

iF iWasn’t expliCit content...

if my bOdy and mY wOrds weren’t separated

against themselves in a centriFuge of This Content.

This ConTenT.

This Content.

ThisContent.

iF these model mannequiNs had captiOns…

iF we weren’t tEst tUbe booth babes that men’s hANds hadn’t touched liKe plasMa…

iF we weren’t pUshed Up aGainst the glass lens of a camera

and offered a way OUT.

iF iAwoke?

Maybe

iCould…

Remove iT

Gouge the eYe.

From MY bAck.

Maybe iCould

Unwedge this aRch

Remove iT.

and WaTCH it FaLL.

Maybe it’s tiMe

That I WaTCH.

But, what do iKnow?

Oh,

but

iKnow.


Submitted: September 25, 2020

© Copyright 2021 Roxanne Byrne. All rights reserved.

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G. Quaglia

Holy. Shit. That's about all I have to say, aside from WOW. That sure was a ride, and I loved every second of it. I felt these waves of excitement go through me just reading it, it's crazy how words can make people feel things. I absolutely love the way it's formatted and everything is spelled, the capital letters and the way you made everything so much more interesting and meaningful.

Tue, October 6th, 2020 1:04pm

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Wow, thank you so much for your comment! This means so much to me. I am ecstatic that you loved it and feel so strongly about it! Would it be okay if I featured your review of my poem? You can message me with your response since I don't think there is an option to reply to a reply on here. Thank you so much again for reading and commenting!!

Tue, October 6th, 2020 2:19pm

Criss Sole

I definitely agree with the comment above. Could not have said it better myself.
I loved your use of capitals
Great poem.

Thu, October 8th, 2020 10:15am

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Thank you so much Criss! Yes, I thought the capitals would help paint a picture and affect the way in which the poem is read. Sometimes it's difficult to convey sound and rhythm through written word and I'm happy with how it turned out. Thank you for commenting! I always love hearing your thoughts :)

Thu, October 8th, 2020 4:44pm

RomanBoukreev

For me, this poem sounds like an AI software wants to engage in political/sociology/human rights, or someone like ordinary people with brainwashing. Neither makes me happy. It's scary to imagine how could be this one is real. It's a miscarriage of technology; no matter what ideology do this one.
Great work!

Sun, October 11th, 2020 11:54pm

Author
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Thank you so much for your comment and compliments! It's very interesting how you interpreted it. I've been meaning to write something in the description to give some background to this poem, but I'm a little afraid of over-explaining it and influencing what the reader takes away from it. Since this is a comment and not at the top of the page, I will say that when I was writing this poem I had been thinking about how much I have been influenced by unrealistic beauty standards. Also, I wondered how heavily this has had an influence over my life and has been a distraction to my interests and my ability to be an independent person. Was my body my own? Or was it being sold back to me with the idea that I only focus on my looks and other people's acceptance of me? Why couldn't I accept myself how I am? Were women like me being manipulated on a massive level? Where is our voice?

So, from a broad standpoint, I am exploring how women are objectified and used in advertising and technology to sell products and how dehumanizing this is to women and girls as a whole. They often begin to see themselves as objects or products and that their only currency is their beauty, their bodies, and sexuality.

In a very literal sense, when artificial intelligence like Alexa or Siri have female voices that consumers can order around, it inherently puts women's voices in a servile position. It allows consumers to expect a female voice in an assistant's role. Female voices are used to soothe the consumer. Then the question comes up, who consented to allowing women's voices to be used in this way? I truly believe this practice affects women and girls psyches in a massive way and that many of us are asleep to this reality. I believe it's possible for this to change though.

Thank you so much for taking the time to read my poem! I love hearing people's thoughts about my work. I hope you have a great night :) and please send me a message or leave another comment if you have any questions.

Sun, October 11th, 2020 5:40pm

Triad

So creative!
The play with case is wonderful.
And it plays with your mind.
This has a slam poetry feel.
With subtle rhythmic pop.
and explores the deep connectivity
between themes that are galaxies apart
yet more tightly knit than a cell's nucleus.

an eclectic stream of consciousness.

Wonderful!

Mon, October 12th, 2020 12:33am

Author
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Thank you so much! This means so much to me. I really appreciate your thoughts and kindness! I actually do write and perform slam poetry, so it's really cool you got that feel from it. I love how you worded your review, it brings up a lot of beautiful imagery and I am very flattered.

Thank you so much again! I hope you have a great night :)

Sun, October 11th, 2020 6:21pm

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