Poems, enchanting stories, alternative humor to be made into operas or epic films. For my sculpture site visit: jlangart.com
Tuesday, April 21, 2020
Mi trash is your trash (1988-2020)
Like a listless marathoner too bored to do it again
The yellow New York trash laden Mobro22 barge drifted
After being refused, like it's predecessors, by Southern Dump States
It too became a drifting stenchy Dutchman at sea
With the media at its heels
What to do with all this unregulated waste whilst
New York Dumps are filled to the brim and
Scrambling
As the egg yolks seep into the ocean
What to do when
the ocean turns smirchy brown as
Inexhumable
Particles untraceable filmy fragments
Razed unrecognizable polymers
That can't even stand for a comedy show
Multiply and prosper
Protoplasms descend the waters coating
Barnacles, seacows, sulfur worms, tires and Etruscan vases
"Le villain ordure est dégagé"
"Darf nicht traurig sein, es ist zu spät"
Sang a turquoise green mermaid
When the beach is marred with flotsam
And a running chicken has a dry cough
From rising methane
We shall click on an empathetic heart on twitter
Rip off the plastic from an organic food delivery and
Try to flush it down the toilet.
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