Floating Waste

guzzle and groan on the mess
they have made
for all of them
a mound of floating debris
floating in the last great ocean

piglets nuzzle at the live
pockets of green
sprouting forth
grown from a rusted can
far used to carrying Coke
than scraps of clinging life

the salty sea breeze blows
McDonalds™ wrappers swirling
infants scramble over the trash
some nestle in the bin liner
others stop to look for scraps

sierras of waste rise high ward
spanning the breadth of the land
spreading stench no more known
to any human being
long gone
not being long forgotten

these piglets squeal and cry
seagulls reign supreme
red splattered new-born’s
the entrails plucked and ridden
repackaged liquorice strips

atop the trash high-rises
peaked with snowy sheen
beady-eyed avifauna scour
edibles on rubbish fields
adding stink
without them, subtracting none

carcasses cling to land’s sides
conjoining sea corpses to its mass
the last great
humpback whale
a death sentence issued
hanged by charging cord

their one parting gift to Her
only land left
Made in China
a hunting ground for the hungry
floating in the last great ocean

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