Car Boot Sale

Imagine the wilderness arrived
Suddenly at your car boot sale,
How big of a space will she rent?
Will she pay in our green notes?
Or sacrifice her green leaves?
What would she bring to sell?
Will she bring empty cans of,
I don’t know, beer and soda?
With many useless plastic bags?
Will she bring animal corpses?
Suffocated in polluted waters?
In fumed air? In poisoned plants?
Will she create potions for couples,
Not only to love, but to care and
Adore her own natural beauty?
Will she bring postcards sent
From neighbouring wildernesses
To form an excruciating poem?



Thursday, 18th of June 2015

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