an Aotearoa poetry journal | ISSN 2744-3248

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Servile at first glance
as close as a favourite pet.

Upright, always exactly level
it greets us with blanched whiteness–

the modern kitchen’s sunny fixture.
A simple press of a button

and it shivers and stirs
–a murmur lifting to a roar–

repeating itself with every gesture
but longing to be asked a different question

to have another answer.
In the lamplight, magnified against the wall

it projects itself onto a silver screen
striding high overhead, animate and elsewhere.

Containing the medium for life
it wonders about its maker when not in use

but is sterile inside.
Time is a slow drip within.

Conversation slips on smooth walls
until, after perhaps a thousand attempts

freedom comes at the end of a short lead
filling the night with its escape the brittle, burnt out wires
a knot of fused colour.