Litter

Baby doll heads litter the highway,
a path one can follow back to the plastic womb we all emerge from
to think that people live here
with the asthmatic stacks whispering smog all day
blanketing the harbor with grit
all the water is filled with six eyed fish who
eat the refuse our minds spit out into the world
the walking dead
we eat the brains of each other
little ants crawling to be the first
to tear the dead ones to bits
to keep the alive ones on their toes
All the soil is full of glass and rusty needles
the ships that sail once into collapsing veins
now litter the world like diamonds