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A Poem by Rebecca

Can we pretend ? 


That we aren’t bottled up, looking through these foggy plastic walls? 

That we don’t have expiration dates stamped on our foreheads 

and that we won’t be thrown out, 

poured out 

before we are empty,

gone bad? 


And thrown into the ocean, 

or landfill, 

or the side of the road next to the super market. 


For the next two minutes, will you be infinite with me? 


We all know that date is only a ploy to make you buy more milk anyway. 

© 2021 Rebecca


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I agree with your logic Rebecca.
"We all know that date is only a ploy to make you buy more milk anyway"
The above line is true. Someone always trying to make you buy or upgrade. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 5 Years Ago



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