Plastic

We're all self-absorbed;
Guilt stricken.
Crying over prettiness, crying over pettiness, crying over pity

The cow jumped over the moon,
The moon began to sing.
Creamy white lonely skin,
Soft and smooth and hidden.

It's dark and the cold is biting.
We shiver with fear,
We're never there.

moving moving moving moving

We spread like a virus,
We make little noises as loud as we can.
Plastic is unbearable,
And yet we bear it.

Anti-bacterial hand soap.