The disintegrated

Consciousness creates reality

We do not resuscitate—
this is it—
we made up stories
for sustenance,
we are the living
obsolescence,
sparkplugs in the sandstone

We made plans
but they were useless;
roving what’s left beneath the surface
plundering ourselves opaque—
we wasted our lives

I saw right through you
took off your gloves

We could no longer take it,
we made it all up,
we acted like it wasn’t happening—
there was only one thing
that could be done—
an interactive horrorshow
unravelling before our eyes
with no end; a soup of souls;
a hijacked foundation of petri dishes
cascading over old burial grounds

Customized isomers fitted sublingually
for exogenous metabolization
infects us— there is no other way—
millions of billions of moons
that die when you close your eyes—
we drove away—
we dropped out—

We were going home,
drown the leeches in gasoline—

We all had the keys to blow…

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5 cents deposit for ♻️

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Every bottle and can you buy there is a 5 cents deposit.  This is a wonderful ideal for the environment but hell for the consumer.

If you are not the frugal individual it is good to chuck the bottle and can into the recycling bin and put on the curb once a week and the town picks it up.

During the morning of the recycle pick up you see scavengers going through your box with gloves and big carry-alls picking out the 5 cents return bottles and cans.

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I can be walking through a busy street and you see this Scavanger picking through the canister of public garbage full of coffee cups, half eaten sandwiches and newspapers.

Great,  an enterprising individual has implemented a way of making money out of the individuals that toss on the go. This tossing habit is from the uncaring human towards the environment.

I, will…

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