Monday, September 7, 2009

Poetry: Plastic Princess

Non-biodegradable and equally as hollow,
you are a plastic princess.
Lacking soul and human compassion,
I can find a thousand copies of you on the shelf.

You use men like cellophane wrappers,
teasing them with your perfect plastic features.
You can speak the words when you take them to your bed,
but your words are as empty and hollow as you are.

Cheap as they come,
you will do anything for a sale.
You use men,
but the joke is on you.

Did I say on you,
because I meant to say it is you.
Stay in your plastic palace, princess,
cause the world is full of enough trash.

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