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-title: Ex machina
-id: ex-machina
-genre: verse
-
-epigraph:
-    content: with lines from National Geographic
-    link: 'http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/2013/08/sugar/cohen-text'
-
-project:
-    title: Autocento of the breakfast table
-    class: autocento
-...
-
-Bottom of the drink: they had \
-to go.  The Coke machine, the snack \
-machine, the deep fryer.  Hoisted
-
-and dragged through the halls \
-and out to the curb, they sat with \
-other trash beneath gray, forlorn
-
-skies behind the elementary \
-school, wondering what their next \
-move would be.  The Coke machine
-
-had always wanted to live \
-the life of a [hobo][], jumping trains, \
-eating from garbage, making fire
-
-in old oil drums.  It had some \
-strange romantic notions of being homeless, \
-is what the deep fryer thought.
-
-Its opinion was to head to court, \
-sue the bastards at the school for early \
-termination of contract.  It was
-
-the embodiment of [justifiable anger][]. \
-It believed privately that it was an incarnation \
-of Nemesis, the goddess of divine
-
-retribution.  What the snack machine \
-thought, it kept to itself, but it did say \
-that [nothing ever ends][].  The others
-
-were confused, then angry, but finally \
-understood, or thought they did.  The snack \
-machine's candy melted in the sun.
-
-[hobo]: prelude.html
-[justifiable anger]: table_contents.html
-[nothing ever ends]: no-nothing.html