02-01-2011, 10:52 AM
dinner compressed in a tin cylinder,
grim and petite like a Chinese girl's feet,
sold near the notebooks and cheap ballpoint pens.
who buys their groceries at the post office?
I imagine whole cupboards bursting with this junk,
sustenance arranged like medication,
this colour for breakfast, that one for dinner,
the only housewife's skill needed
turning the lever on a can opener.
life dull and arranged, progress unheeded.
grim and petite like a Chinese girl's feet,
sold near the notebooks and cheap ballpoint pens.
who buys their groceries at the post office?
I imagine whole cupboards bursting with this junk,
sustenance arranged like medication,
this colour for breakfast, that one for dinner,
the only housewife's skill needed
turning the lever on a can opener.
life dull and arranged, progress unheeded.
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe