Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Wasted

I feel like just another unpronounceable additive
in this ready made pre-packaged world,
processed beyond the point of recognition
awaiting my chance to be sampled and hurled

onto the rotting landfill of civilization
where I’ll spoil, becoming rancid and foul,
a glorious feast for the gluttonous vermin
that scavenge and stealthily prowl.

5 comments:

Shirley said...

Hey that's not true. Ro-bert Ha-zel-ton... that's easy enough! And, feel lucky if you're waiting to be sampled. Some things get thrown out without ever having been tried. Who knows? btw -How's that park doing?

Crunchy Weta said...

Bad day at the office huh?

ozymandiaz said...

At least if you’re a chemical additive, though pronunciation may be a test, you've got a cool Latin name.
I'm the partially hydrogenated vegetable oil. The stuff that is already rancid by the time the package is opened or even put on the shelf.
Very interesting analogy to the human gene pool.

rch said...

Hey Shirley, that's just my pen name, haha 8^P Everything is A OK though I've been swamped recently.

Hey Glenn, well this is an old one I reworked a little.

Oz, I never thought of it that way but I guess I do 8^D Thanks!

Crunchy Weta said...

Swamped!.. and the dratted thing probably didnt even get to wash your house! No wonder you have drips on the brain lately!
Cheers
Glenn