disappointing-ass way to kill the planet if you ask me
no music in it at all
what if instead convenience
wasn’t god

when I was eleven I joined the world
learned all the wrong lessons
about what matters

still unlearning
(not really)

mostly my problems have to do with hunger
mostly my problems have to do

I don’t litter
haven’t littered
in years but there was a brief period

when I bought cigarettes on my way home from work
did not smoke them
threw the pack out the window mistaking

this for freedom

I guess I got away with it

anyway the idea of these plastic patches
it’s fucking terrible
shittiest detritus of the shittiest century

look the numbers are too big for a body to hold
gyre of waste three times the size of France
how big can France even be

I did learn to slice the rings from a six-pack
still do
for the seals, you know
mistake is thinking we can save anything

such pleasure in not smoking
only if you have the cigarettes in your hand first

don’t mean to sound hopeless
don’t know how else to end this
don’t know how else it ends