THREE POTATOES
once upon a grey parade morning
i
left
the
house
and
muddled out into the sportswear wake
i bought three loose potatoes
from
a
machine
where a person used to be
it asked too many questions
and
made
me
feel
inferior
to be organic and alive
but
it didnt file its nails
or
take notice
of
the
verbal abuse
and
i
'paid'
the
machine
with
an uncertain slap of celluloid
that
could
have
been
anyones
wondering when the future happened ?
HARMONY PLUG AND PLAY
i left thinking machine or person ?
i left thinking
we should grow
our own potatoes
but
everyones laying
astroturf now
round
their
harmony
plug & play
hot tubs
I AM PERSON TOO
once upon a back indoors and safe
i
saved
my
misanthropy
for
the sealed sunset
and
i
said
bravely and aloud
i would rather person
than machine
because i am person too
and
i
could
have
leant them a book about the modern world
refuse a bag
and tell them they are their own god
or
just
leave
a
smile
for
them
in
their watery abattoir eyes
dull with breeding
and sublet hope
or ask them
if they knew
when the future happened ?
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