moon-kissed
skin, and
pearlized eyes
with perfume
breath,
they bundle
this
outer-space
doll
(which
computes
the vector
calculus
in the
fashion
baby's count
blocks)
all in their
arthimetic
and special relativity
wrap-thinking she/it
hears&repeats the non
words her midnight hair covered
head does (not?) understand

her rock teeth smiles shame for
her stupidity
and they comfort her mumurs
of sleep
ignoringly lovingly watching
for her to wake
hammer behind the back
hidden

just in case