This dark jungle is a spread of plastic ferns
where the mesh-covered ground stinks
with wood pulp. A rubberized dinosaur sprints
hydraulic, each mechanized limb swinging slightly
askew as its unwieldy skull cranks sideways.
What other predator has a steel-infused
skeleton and razor-sharp jaws incapable of slicing
through a single sheet of loose-leaf? Its skin’s rugged
texture a silicone desert with coarse scales
painted in spotty camouflage. It’s fearsome
foam claws are prone to rip and snag like a first
grader’s art project. Even its terrible roar
is looped over and over on an outdated sound
board. And when it strains every robotic muscle
in its body, just to conjure up a feeble half blink,
its eyelids stick together and its face freezes
into a long toothy snarl, wishing once again
to wear the living flesh of its ancestors.
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