i examined her rings/found she was an elder
rooted in this earth until my need to read
extracted her longevity for my brief story
stolen for the space it takes/to store water in plastic
the taste changes/as we approach
names change/we bow down to all that went before
and is no more-forests,rivers,creeks
all that water stored /now covered in plastic
a certain immortality exists in oceans
where Sargasso Seas of containers expose themselves
to weather and the waves ,yet stay
same shape for ages.Let us say then-
Immortality (both plastic and radioactivity
is for cockroaches,rats,sharks )-and we are history.
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