On The Run From Our Own Rubbish

Before the internet arrived
the way of the future was virtual reality
delivered via heavy headsets.
As one followed the other
both were seen as escapes.

Both were seen as discreet rear exits
out the present and into the unknown,
where we created a world that stayed clean.

Now the seas of that world are full of plastic,
and the noise of men in boats deafen the fish,
and we snack whilst living in faked realities
blind to the destructive effects
of the un-recyclable packaging we trail behind us.