she is plastic

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she was tangled

among branches

and intertwined

and punctured

 

she was weak

and flimsy

blowing along the gutter

trapped under a tire

 

stored within herself

under kitchen cabinets

holding the waste

of man's best friend

 

I see her dotting

the tree-sea if Sixth Street

the hill: littered with logos

from supermarkets 

and dollarstores

 

she is thrown from car windows

when no longer needed

she wants to be abolished

replaced

with cottons 

and linens:

sturdy and reusable

they are her idols

 

she understands her destruction

to Mother Earth

and she is conscious 

of her plastic bag body

and red-ink labels

thankyouthankyouthankyou

 

she wants to be replaced

not reproducted

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