The Haul Of Shame

The after Christmas
Post orgasmic
Emotionally exhausted
Completely spent
Souls drained
.
New scents
Can’t conceal
The old stench of
Crass consumption
Toys gadgets and
Electronics devices
Pulled from now
Empty boxes
With pretty packaging
Thrown into black
Body less bags
Which are then
Driven slowly
To the burgeoning
Wasteland waste land
Land full
Heads hung low
Divinity’s discarded
Because the not so
Virtual reality is
Filling the planet
With sadness
While the
Global warming
Finger of blame
Is pointed
At corporations
The other three
Point at ourselves

“Just an observation, maybe I need different glasses.”
– Angelo Devlin