Preservative Woman

:good morningi am careful to keep my voice studied neutral;
they believe machines talk like this
so i will play along
modulating my tones
to a paper gray with ones and zeroes
as if my toner
needs shaken

:what day is it?shaken seas and i will build a kayak
from straws and cling wrap
a vessel light as a bird
to fly upon the waves and carry me
dry as houses
safe as mouses
to a copper-plated shore
where a mainspring will be installed
by a man with eyebrows
like the sargasso sea

:could you tell me your name?i just need a spell of adventure
a rubber-tipped snout
to smell about
to breath melodies
the shape of sleep
the distance of inconsolable beaches
reaching
into the core of the sun
as we
as all of us
in here
stagger in the airless breeze

:she’s gone far away again my batteries are empty
i have been on this adventure
for days
compliments of the black cat
i am miss eveready
her black cat parts missing
i walk these tv halls
at a steady pace
the wiremesh windows
the look on his face

and here
i
am
having
fun(written for CombatWords on February 18, 2011)

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