Take one piece of plastic, just one fragment,
Stretch it so it’s longer, wider, thin,
Saran-wrap the life that you are leading,
Protected from invaders, nought let in.
Cling it onto self and tightly bind you,
Around, around, around, with overlaps,
Nothing from the outside will now taint you,
Filmed against all troubles and mishaps.
No seepage, spillage, no contamination,
Insulated from all life, preserved so much,
Now ask yourself if breathing is an option,
Covered head to toe, devoid of touch.
Feel it where it films in all its winding,
Around, around, around, to laminate,
Unhearing ears, unseeing eyes, unbreathing,
Distorting face and features, plastic fate.
Gasps ungasped, inhale, inhale, it’s useless,
Pants unpanted, panic rising fast,
Underwater world of drowning mastic,
Soldered, sealed by self, in moulded cast.
Uncommon bonds, hermetic, manufactured,
Around, around, around, to isolate,
Boxed up when all breathing has abated,
Bubble-wrapped in melted pellets, lie and wait.
Pallets ready, stacked outside the warehouse,
Conveyor-belted parcels, undiseased,
Thrown aboard for final distribution,
PVC’d, protected, but deceased.