An Ad For the Perfect Waterproof Mattress Protector

The modern mattress 
is what makes possible
modern sleep;   
soft so I
model myself in it
like I'm to become
a plaster cast.
 What's wrong? she asks
there's something bothering you.
 The modern mattress
can hide the mite
that eats my skin
slough, lives small
excretes itch and sneezes.
 Just anomie, I answer
nearness to old age,
a reminder of waste.
 I will
sheath the modern mattress
in cotton terry
with warp and weft
like the wall of China.
It will keep out
the poop of mites.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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