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The Plastic Flying Miracle

A poem in the era of climate change

By Ann WilthewPublished 2 years ago Updated 2 years ago 1 min read
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The trash bag spent all Spring

Disentangling itself from the Winter Melt.

Its handles fluttered like eyelids

Its crinkly lungs heaved and lifted

And caught the breeze

Before the dandelion tufts could.

.

Cartwheeling in twilight, light as laughter

It swung over the fizzy river static

Panting polyethylene breaths overhead, glimpsing

Translucent condoms and lavender tampons

As holographic as dragonfly wings

Sugared in opioid fantasies and here to stay a million years.

.

Doom scrolling down the Hudson

Twilight dreams download the plump, fleshy pixels

Where injection needles and silicon Instagram girls

Slide down this human outflow

Down this oil slick mirror

Until the Sun

collapses

to an

ink

blot

Until that hushed singularity

Punctures Reality

By the sheer mass of our beautiful pulpy delusions

I come to the same conclusion

Oh god, we won’t stop until time extinguishes us

And our plastic flying miracle deflates

Plummeting into the oil slick we’ve made

While the gasping planet we could have saved

Watches billionaires binge feed us desires

We never knew we hungered for.

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