THE  27Th  EDITIOn

Every breath I breathe

Is oxygen deprived of another

Every cotton cloth clothing me

Is twenty-seven hundred liters of water

 

Nine-hundred days

Nine-hundred days

You could survive for nine-hundred days

Off the water that goes into one tee

 

Whose well ran dry?

Who died for me?

To put on a Calvin Klein tee

 

We all sinners

We all hypocrites

Forget blood diamonds

We killers even in a Gildan tee

And a bucket of factory farmed KFC

 

Let alone the shiny rims

Home gyms 

and flat screens

What’s the real fee?

 

Materialism, 

buy it and ain’t wear it

Spend it and don’t repent it

iPhone box, dismembered

While the last one leaks lead like Lucifer

into cooking pots to dot supper

…

Just to make a text

…

Round off the edge

…

Obsessive compulsive designs

…

To keep your attention 

on the monitor 

a second longer—

And not even get it,

Not even split it.

 

Are you paying attention?

Or are we paying collectively?

We’re all paying something.

Nothing is free.