I hear the future
its endless repetition
neon’s non-stop flashing

We’re all scrambling
              stamped with price tags
spreading legs
             unzipping ourselves
                     to reveal
our commodities

Soul for sale

We shed our relevance
               to support our habit
this buying frenzy
acquiring enough possessions
                  to feel relevant again
burying ourselves under the weight of plastic

Buying salve
            to suture the cracks
     as they surface
from the gaping hole
         where the heart and soul
               have been sold off
all to support
another session of retail therapy


~ by Dark Landscapes on March 22, 2012.

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