Plastic People

i love the plastic people
in the metal tanks
the adrenaline skin
the see-through brains
the black leather hearts
the steel string hair
and the water guns
filled with blood

i love the plastic people
waving syran wrap flags
bags over heads
sacks full of heads
and ears full of voices

minds full of guns
and noses full of sand and wind
feet full of sore sins and sorrowful grins
waiting for the day for
this death to be over
for a nice lunch or supper
on the porch
for spit in faces to be
washed away with the
red rain


copyright2004 by Dustin Hansen