I Will Conquer You

I will conquer you,

You gleaming white machine,

Full of sharp needles and 

Buttons marching across

The expansive surface.

You remind me of

A shark when it opens its mouth

And displays its teeth,

Like needles on a cushion

In a museum. 

And the shark smells

Fun and flies through the water,

Irritating me, the hunter,

I stab you, you twist, I stab the water

And lose my balance. 

This time I will stab you

And conquer. 

I will tame you and make you

Into a domestic fish. 

I will conquer you,

Your pedal controls my foot,

But I, I shall control

And I will pick the speed

With which we go. 

I will conquer you,

You slinky fabric bunches,

Slyly sliding across my hands

And messing my 

Concentration. 

I will conquer you,

You sewing machine,

You slinky fabric and

Controlling pedal and 

Sharp needles. 

Lp 2020