Realising Mother

[Keith]

I heard her young head
going backwards through the glass,
fragments worn like cheap beads
abstract footprints
stamped in red on blue linoleum.

I turned down the pandemonium
and looked into his slow motion face,
expecting the blue light in his pupils
but his panic was caught in traffic,
robotic arms moving on a loop
repeating motions, unable to connect.

My fixed field panned right as she
pounced into the room,
one hand on a tea towel, eyes on the child,
rebooting the robot with basic commands,
calm cascading from her palms,
pure controlled power, compressing
every open vessel in the room.

I had long studied her face in loving detail
but I had never really seen it before.

[Bunx]

I think I know what this poem is about though I'm hesitant to assume I'm right. I love that this poem has technological sci fi related themes and the little rhyming in the poem. The first stanza definitely got me interested and the imagery is strong.

Thanks for the read