I am an oil barrel stacked with plastic remnants of every day life, fishnets, styrofoam, softdrink bottles, sanitary pads, condoms, ropes, sardine cans, crude oil spoils, pens and biros, metal scraps, floats, hooks and baseball hats, synthetic clothes, tennis balls, battery packs, chopsticks, flowerpots, engine caps, biscuit packages, fed-ex wrappings and competitor tape, music cassettes, roofing, medicine bottles and varnish spray cans, man bags, paint cans, razor blades, Christmas decorations, barbecue brushes, cigarette butts, vapers, left shoes, right shoes, children’s toys, fever thermometers, coat hangers and broken racks, polaroids, mobiles phones, electric cables, sockets, sprockets, dildos and womanizers, compact discs, steering wheels, bougies, chains, traffic signs, false nails and eyelashes, lipsticks, deodorants, elastics, curtains, light bulbs, led strips, measuring sticks, cans filled with acids, party grills, fencings, umbrellas, belts, bungee cords, charging cables, adapters, fuses, surfboards,
sails
and a compass
take me away
Krzystow Writes 