i hopped with polyethylene legs
tight-roped on tassels of polystyrene grass
as the sun spilled its propane-fired rays
your factories wheeze organic chemistry
puffing clouds heavy with hydrocarbon chains
until the rain glops hard
sheeting my carapace glistening and sealed
a plastic grasshopper
prepackaged for summer
undying
smiling
7 comments:
Very Chemical...
Fantastic click...
m smiling all the way... :)
Beside the langauage, I am liking how this is kinda creepy but beautiful at the same time! The picture too!
"tight roped on tassels" -- love that!
Excellent! New business opportunity, making exact replicas of all insects as we eradicate them we can sell samples of what other species once inhabited the earth. Of course we have to figure out how we will survive first.
The photograph! How did you get that effect? It really clinched the poem for me. Beautiful and sad.
I agree about the photograph. It is perfect with the sterile, chemical description.
Erratic thoughts, I almost had to look up more chemical names, but enough came to my head. ;
SarahA, that's a perfect sense to get from it! Very much how it was intended.
Karen, thanks!
Walking Man, yes, a dismal approach to life and the Earth. Preserved, but dead.
Sere, beautiful and sad is another great pairing! And thanks for focusing on the photograph. It started as a usual-type macro shot where I was trying to get close and personal with the insect. But then, Photoshop has this curious "plastic wrap" effect. It has limited usefulness, but I can't resist monkeying with it sometimes....
Laurel, it really gives a sense of being closed-in and frozen. Imprisonment.
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