Sitting, legs stretched out, feline death maneuver,
the cradled infant, seventy years far too old
roughly wrinkled,multi grain wheat colored flesh
peerless eyes, dull witted, keen yet fragile senses
the elder ape seeking rest,a white leather couch
standing parallel to the television set
ate eighties model, the dust gathers like a fine snow
it has not snowed for the past twelve years to her
feels like fifty years hazel eyes gazed awkwardly at a clock
ancient beast of lumbering technology with black plastic hands
cheap plastic flesh cheaply manufactured
crafted in the polluted domain of a foreign nation
Taiwan she believed as if she knew it was Taiwan all along
with their dancing robots well fed factory workers
the rich nation anti-communist, she was always anti-red,
an elder infant making all-consuming judgments
glued to the couch a concrete vessel perfect in every way.
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