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See it Hear it Touch it Feel it See it Hear it Touch it Feel it See it Hear it Touch it Feel it See it Hear it Touch it Feel it See it Hear it Touch it Feel it See it Hear it -- Citibank ad
See it shine, so bright and clean
And curvy metal-plastic dream:
Automatic Teller Machine
Non-human, speedy money giver
Magic box of endless treasure
(Till the gods they hide their favor)

Touch the screen, it steady hums
Its secret motors run and run
"From where shall I withdraw the funds?"
Touch it here, and touch it there
Its camera peeks through double mirror

Hear its clicks and hear its beeps
Oh, yes, please print a transaction receipt
Out it comes polite and neat
While the cash slips out its lips
I snap it up with a quick wrist twist

Feel the joy of wallet bigger
Like your ego's renewed vigor
Drunken on this fiscal liquor
Like a merchant king or queen
Like an Automatic Spending Machine.


rikpanganiban
august 1995


Created by rikomatic
Last modified 2006-07-30 04:52 PM

Wow, it rhymes

Posted by rikomatic at 2006-07-30 02:52 PM
This is one of the very few examples of my poetry that rhymes and is in a traditional meter format.

You have a way with words...

Posted by Anonymous User at 2008-01-19 05:59 AM
I've been brought to your blog via NPLS and managed to find your poetry somehow from there--I highly doubt I'll ever be able to navigate my way back there but that's alright as you have a way with words. Your poetry places me in ordinary spots and gives me a renewed view or more like it feels as if I get to walk along with you for brief moments. I noticed on the dates that it's been awhile (unless I'm missing something) since you've written. You should write again. You are great at it.
-Tori Varriale from SL or Michele Rodriguez from RL
 

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