Teddy Bear
Modern teddy bear
My cyber teddy bear
Your walk
Is clumsy
And your fur
Polyester
But the battery
In your heart
Is real and solid
Like the soldered
Lead lid of coffins.
When I was a child
You were different.
A little worn out
And soft you sat
Obediently
Next to the pillow
On my bed,
Until one day
You vanished,
Like the shadow
Of a Monday Moon.
Yet last night
I saw you
In a dream.
A young man
Played the violin
Somewhere
And you sat
In an armchair
In my old room
Crying.
poem by Paul Hartal
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