Washed up on the shores of Tesco
with shopping trollies on the rocks
sheltering from the spume of bargains
stranded inside a charity box
Floating round the horn of good soap
crawling over the carrier bags
tangled up in the plastic packing,
lifestyle magazines and filtered fags
Shipwrecked in the frozen food aisle
clutching shopper loyalty cards
reaching for the cut-price life vests
watched by unsmiling security guards
Rescue me from being stranded
on the rocks of Waitrose or M and S
Save me from rank consumerism
I’m sending out an S.O.S.
A family pack of washing powder
(buy one and you get one free)
is all I need to wash me cleanly
back to the freedom of the deep blue sea.
Steve Wheeler © 26 January, 2021
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