A chair. Hard wood. Oak, with brown veins. Sharp edges smoothed into curves, smooth as the skin cupping my ass.
Man made.. Who was he, another ass in a long line of asses.. Money in a pocket, food on the table. A story.
An ornament. Symbol or status. Sturdy hardwood. Seen but not heard. Pick it up and place it. Hides the crumbs. Stack papers on and holds the fattest of asses.