It's Still Life

Kick Plastic

no plastic,
no kicking this
plastic planet into the long grass.
no scrapyard-plastic junkyard,
no poisoned water pumps
or floating microbeads.
rising, rising, and how
to hold back a tideline.
we’re drinking from
a madman’s glass, drinking
up desert. nobody trusts
a scorpion’s nose.

dVerse Quadrille #44 “kick” 44 words