Mama Made In China Poem by Martin Lochner

a cotton cloth dress decorated with bedspread flowers....
flowers fading wash after wash and seams bursting to
contain a peterbilt body...

double chinned...textured with pleads and frowns..mapping
little rivers and pot hole roads of wear and tear...

Dr Phill.Judge Judy and Chuck Norris...your sanity...your justice
and the aggression that vents on a little body when he return home
from school..

the luxury and lightness of being...mark down liquor and special
french polony...a bitter meal for existing...

you wanted him and got me..the straying sperm and a runner...