It’s gray, metal looking like some sort of heavy machinery
that is used for making schools.
The gray is like that of the sky on the rainy days in winter,
where the winter has that bite to it and you can’t actually tell if it’s rain or snow.
The curves of metal are as soft as metal can be,
resembling the curves of an ear,
it has some bumps along the way.
It is stained by all the venti, mocha, no foam, cappuccino, soy lattes
that have spilled on it,
and ripped from the keys of college student apartments
that are far too overpriced for them to be able to eat anything other than ramen.
The seams are not graceful,
they are out and not hidden in the least,
almost as if, when it was being made,
the person didn’t care if it looked pretty or not.
They just cared it was functional.