made in china

everything these days
is made
in china.
my shoes, my
coat,
the leather belt
holding up my pants.
the dish I'm
eating off of,
the sticks I use
to pluck
rice and duck
from my plate.
spring onions.
leeks. those
little plastic
packets
of soy sauce.
the tumbler
of drink that
I raise to my
lips.
even later
as I go
to kiss my girl
friend, I see
a tattoo
on her shoulder
that says
made in china.
or something
like that.
hard to read
those drawings.