Plastic Bag Meets Terminator
PLASTIC BAG MEETS TERMINATOR
I give the illusion of strength and security
But I’m only plastic-moulded and mostly empty of all thought,
Full of hot air and entirely transparent:
And I’m afraid that I can’t act,
Said the bag to Arnie
Or said Arnie to the bag.
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2011
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