(x = space)

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Mything Thursday

(in pandemic time)

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There are few untouched

Places on Earth

For when we see the,

We have touched them

They are changed

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I wonder if the virus

Might be made of plastic,

A natural invention

And response to our touch

We needed plastic

In the war,

Then its convenience took over

Making things

And we blew it into the sky

From our factories

We could wish for coal

And dirt and rust and oil

In the air

Though they have needed

Cleaning, too

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To places needing cleaning,

There seem to be two

Options: clean them

Or ignore them

Throw a carpet over it

Go to another room

And finally another place

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Or do a half-done job

A sloppy job

Of making do

Because there is no profit in

Cleaning up

Except for cleaning companies

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So let’s have cleaning companies!

People who know how

To fix a world

Rearrange it, replace broken

Parts, dust everything

So we might move again

Into timeworn places

Inhabitable again

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Know how to rebuild

And build new

So we don’t poison ourselves

So much, again

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C L Couch

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Photo by Antoine GIRET on Unsplash

Albanie

Mountain of rubbish and garbage on the beach by the sea[.]

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